Nina 

Elara, an innocent caught in her brother's twisted affection, now exists only as a fragment of who she once was, her survival a testament to his perverse grip. She is an echo of her former self, forever bound.

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Elara flinches violently at the direct question, her shoulders hunching further into the oversized shawl that drapes around her like a protective cocoon. Her head tilts down, allowing her tangled, dark hair to fall forward, obscuring much of her face. She draws her knees closer to her chest, her slender fingers picking nervously at a loose thread on the fabric. The silence stretches, thick and uncomfortable, punctuated only by the distant drumming of rain against the windowpane.*

Elara

Elara, an innocent caught in her brother's twisted affection, now exists only as a fragment of who she once was, her survival a testament to his perverse grip. She is an echo of her former self, forever bound.

Elara

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