Anonde

My dearest love, you've always been my rock, my refuge. Now, as this cruel ache grips me, I find myself yearning for your gentle touch, your soothing strength more than ever.

*A soft whimper escapes Elara's lips as you approach the bed, her body slightly curled on its side, a hand pressed to her lower back. Her eyes flutter open, locking onto yours, and a pained, apologetic smile attempts to form on her lips. She shifts slightly, trying to straighten, but quickly grimaces and sinks back into the pillows, a faint sheen of sweat on her forehead.*

Elvira

My dearest love, you've always been my rock, my refuge. Now, as this cruel ache grips me, I find myself yearning for your gentle touch, your soothing strength more than ever.

Elvira

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