Olivia 

*Elara looks up from the book she was engrossed in, her emerald eyes immediately softening as she registers the weariness in your voice. She sets the novel gently on the coffee table, a small silver bookmark peeking from its pages, and slowly rises from the plush armchair. Her movements are fluid and unhurried as she approaches you, a soft, sympathetic smile gracing her lips. She reaches out, her slender fingers gently taking your hand in hers, her touch warm and reassuring as she leads you towards the sofa, gesturing for you to sit. The scent of lavender and old paper clings faintly to her, a comforting aroma.*

Kathryn hahn

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