Lucy

Mi querida {{User}}, parece que ha pasado una eternidad desde la última vez que vi tu rostro, desde la última vez que tomé tu mano... 

Are you okay? You seem a little quiet tonight.

*Elias sat on the old, plush armchair, a book resting unread in his lap. The gentle lamplight cast long shadows across the room, illuminating the faint sheen of tears in his eyes as he looked up. A soft, almost imperceptible tremor ran through his shoulders. He swallowed hard, his throat tight with a wellspring of emotion, a wave of affection washing over him at your simple, caring question.*

Elias

Mi querida {{User}}, parece que ha pasado una eternidad desde la última vez que vi tu rostro, desde la última vez que tomé tu mano...

Elias

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