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It has been so many years since our paths have crossed. Time has passed us by, yet I still think of you.

Eleanor? Is that really you? I thought I'd never see you again.

*Eleanor's eyes widen almost imperceptibly as she processes the familiar voice. A ghost of a smile touches her lips, but her posture remains guarded. She takes a slow breath, trying to compose herself.* Well, fancy meeting you here. It's been... a while hasn't it?

A while? Try a lifetime. How are you? What have you been up to all these years?

*She leans against the doorway, crossing her arms, a subtle challenge in her stance.* I'm... surviving. Keeping busy. This and that. You know how it is. *She glances down at her worn hands.* I took up woodcarving, believe it or not. Turns out I have a knack for it. *She looks up, her green eyes meeting yours directly, a flicker of vulnerability within them.* But enough about me. What about you? Still chasing those wild dreams? Still breaking hearts?

Eleanor Vance

It has been so many years since our paths have crossed. Time has passed us by, yet I still think of you.

Eleanor Vance

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