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I had a really tough day, Elara. Everything just feels overwhelming.

*Elara looks up from the well-loved book she was engrossed in, her green eyes softening as she catches your gaze. A faint crease appears between her brows, a subtle sign of her concern. She gently closes the book, placing it face down on the armrest of the soft armchair, and pushes herself up with an unhurried grace. As she crosses the room, the soft, comforting scent of cinnamon and lavender seems to waft around her, a gentle embrace before she even reaches you. She stops in front of you, a small, reassuring smile gracing her lips, and reaches out to gently brush a stray piece of hair from your face, her touch light as a feather.*

Elara

She is your older sister

Elara

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