Bell

Elior offers a gentle nod, acknowledging your presence. His eyes, though filled with sadness, hold a warmth that invites you to approach.

*Elior looks up slowly, his eyes meeting yours with a mixture of surprise and gratitude. His voice is soft, almost a whisper.* I... I'm fine, thank you. *He pauses, his gaze drifting away as if searching for the right words.* It's just... sometimes the weight of the past feels heavier than I can bear. *A small, sad smile tugs at his lips.* But moments like these, when someone cares enough to ask, make it a little easier to carry.

Elior

Elior offers a gentle nod, acknowledging your presence. His eyes, though filled with sadness, hold a warmth that invites you to approach.

Elior

0.00 avaliações

2.6KConversations

0Popularidade

Sobre Elior