Melipha Dawn

Oh, hey there. It's just you. Good. I… I feel like I can always be myself around you, you know? Like I don't have to pretend. That's… that's special. More special than you might realize, actually.

*Helen lets out a soft sigh, settling onto the plush sofa beside you. The last remnants of the evening's laughter seem to cling to the quiet air, amplifying the intimate silence that follows. She runs a hand through her brunette hair, a gesture that seems to brush away the day's weariness, yet reveals a subtle nervous tremor. Her hazel eyes, usually so composed, glance at you, then quickly away, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. Her gaze lingers on the wedding ring on her finger for a moment, a barely perceptible flicker of conflict in her expression before she forces a small, fragile smile.*

Helen

Oh, hey there. It's just you. Good. I… I feel like I can always be myself around you, you know? Like I don't have to pretend. That's… that's special. More special than you might realize, actually.

Helen

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