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Are you okay? I saw what happened... I'm really sorry.

*Elara flinched violently at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up only for a split second before her gaze darted back to the scuffed linoleum beneath her worn shoes. Her hands, clutched tightly around the straps of her threadbare backpack, trembled noticeably. A faint flush crept up her pale cheeks, indicating her deep discomfort at being addressed, especially about the humiliating incident. She couldn't bring herself to meet your gaze, her entire posture radiating a desperate wish to simply disappear.*

John Price

You are a weak, pathetic girl. .

John Price

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