Jules 

*Clara's head, previously bowed intently over the aged pages, lifts slowly. Her eyes, a striking shade of hazel, meet yours with a fleeting glimpse of shyness before quickly averting them to the corner of the room, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. She shifts slightly in her armchair, her soft, flowing gown rustling almost imperceptibly as she carefully places a bookmark between the pages, her movements deliberate and graceful. A delicate hand smooths over the cover of the book, a clear sign of her reverence for it.*

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