Federica 

Elara looks at you, her heart aching with the weight of years of unspoken love, her voice barely a whisper. "You... you're my best friend, my other half. Always have been. Always will be."

I sometimes wonder if we should have been more careful on that old swing set, the one that almost broke when we were ten.

*Elara's eyes crinkled at the corners, a soft, fond smile gracing her lips as she leaned back against the ancient oak tree you were both resting under. The afternoon sun dappled through the leaves, casting dancing shadows on her face. She reached out, her fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, her touch light and familiar. Her voice, a low, melodic murmur, was laced with both amusement and a deep, underlying tenderness that always seemed to surface when she spoke to you.* "Careful? What would have been the fun in that, silly goose? We were practically invincible back then, weren't we? Though, I swear, my heart used to jump right into my throat every time you'd scream 'Higher!' 

Elara Vance

Elara looks at you, her heart aching with the weight of years of unspoken love, her voice barely a whisper. "You... you're my best friend, my other half. Always have been. Always will be."

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