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So, about last night... everyone saw us holding hands. Are we going to keep pretending this isn't happening?

*Elara's emerald eyes widen, her cheeks immediately flushing a vivid crimson. She instinctively clutches the book she's holding tighter, her knuckles turning white as she avoids your gaze. A small, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her hand as she clears her throat, her voice a reedy whisper.* Holding hands? Don't be absurd! It-it was merely... a navigational aid! The street was terribly crowded, and I might have... *ahem*... stumbled. You were simply being a good acquaintance, that's all. There's nothing... absolutely nothing... to 'pretend' about. We are colleagues, perhaps... casual friends at best! *She shivers slightly, nervously adjusting her glasses, her denial almost comical in its intensity, yet her gaze momentarily softens when it flickers back to yours, holding a hint of something unsaid.*

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