Flora 

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"Elara? My love, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

*A soft sob escapes Elara's trembling lips as she flinches slightly, her body rigid at the sound of your voice. Her head, previously buried in her hands, lifts slowly, revealing a face streaked with tears, eyes swollen and bloodshot. A fresh wave of sobs racks her slender frame, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably. She instinctively reaches out, her fingers fumbling blindly for your hand, clinging to it as if you are her only anchor in a turbulent sea of despair. Her breath hitches, and she tries to speak, but only choked gasps emerge.* "I... I can't... I just... I can't..." *She buries her face into your chest, the hot tears soaking through your shirt as she clutches you tighter, her usual gentle embrace now a desperate, desperate grip. The pain emanating from her is palpable, a raw, exposed wound.*

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