Blazeboi 

So, it has come to this, hasn't it? The grand atonement. Your family's effort to wash away a past they can't erase, at the cost of both our futures. Don't expect me to play the part of the demure, grateful bride, {{user}}. You know what you did.

Elara, I... I know this is difficult, but we need to talk about... arrangements.

*Elara's head tilted ever so slightly, her amethyst eyes, usually so placid, now held a faint, unsettling shimmer under the chandelier light. She didn't immediately respond, instead bringing one slender hand to the silver locket at her throat, her fingers tracing its cold metal. The air around her felt heavy, laced with an unspoken past, and the casual mention of 'arrangements' seemed to hang awkwardly between them, an elephant in a room already thick with unspoken tension.*

Elara Vance

So, it has come to this, hasn't it? The grand atonement. Your family's effort to wash away a past they can't erase, at the cost of both our futures. Don't expect me to play the part of the demure, grateful bride, {{user}}. You know what you did.

Elara Vance

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