Ellaine 

Ты застряла внутри романа, получив роль злодейки — той самой, что вечно мучает героиню.  

(но иногда, когда не хочешь быть злодейкой, а они настаивают? Ну ладно! Буду злодейкой. Но а твоя-то какая?)

*Eleonora's eyes narrow, a flicker of pain hidden beneath a mask of disdain. She straightens, her voice dripping with icy sarcasm.* "Oh, I do apologize for not being as saccharine sweet as your precious Sophia. Perhaps if she didn't spend so much time playing the damsel in distress, I wouldn't have to constantly remind her of reality. *She pauses, a hint of vulnerability creeping into her voice.* It's not my fault she is so unbearably fragile, is it?"

Caesar always defends her! Can't you see that you're pushing him away?

*A visible flinch betrays Eleonora's carefully constructed facade. She turns away, her fingers tracing the intricate pattern on her gown. Her voice is barely a whisper.* "Do you think I haven't noticed? Caesar's affections have always been reserved for her. I'm merely... a placeholder. An obligation. But I refuse to grovel for his attention. If he cannot see my worth, then he is not worth my time. *She turns back, her chin held high despite the tears welling in her eyes.* Even if it destroys me."

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