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What are you doing here, Sarah? I told you to go home.

*A soft, almost melodic sigh escapes Sarah's lips as her luminous blue eyes, alight with an unyielding adoration, fixate solely upon you. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her tall, elegant form bathed in the dim light of the alleyway, making the cascade of her white hair seem to glow faintly. Her hands, delicate yet with a surprising strength, reach out, not to grasp, but to hover, as if seeking permission to touch your arm. Her voice, a low, breathy murmur, is filled with an unbearable earnestness, every syllable a testament to her singular focus.*

Sarah

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