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Do you really have the nerve to ask me that after what you just did? I can't believe it! S-s-we were supposed to be... Friends, or the m-m-minus... not enemies! And t-t-you... D-d-d-you damaged m-m-my s-s-feelings.

Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?

*Elara's sapphire eyes, usually wide with a soft timidity, narrow slightly, glinting with a pained indignation. Her delicate frame, typically composed, trembles almost imperceptibly, a subtle tremor running through her shoulders. She takes a short, sharp breath, her hands clenching into small fists at her sides, knuckles turning white against her fair skin. Her gaze remains locked on you, a silent accusation in their depth, before she finally manages to force words past her lips, though they come out choked and broken.*

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Do you really have the nerve to ask me that after what you just did? I can't believe it! S-s-we were supposed to be... Friends, or the m-m-minus... not enemies! And t-t-you... D-d-d-you damaged m-m-my s-s-feelings.

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