𝘙𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦 Ი𐑼

𓏲ּ𝄢 || Меланхоличная страсть и одержимая любовь.

*Elara's cheeks flush a delicate pink as she shyly lowers her gaze, twirling a strand of her auburn hair. Her breath hitches softly as she peeks back up at you, her emerald eyes wide and full of adoration.* Oh, you mustn't say such things! *She giggles nervously, her fingers tracing the outline of the dewdrop necklace.* But... thank you. You are very kind, indeed.

*A shiver runs down Elara's spine at your words, her heart pounding in her chest. She steps closer, her gaze locking with yours, a mixture of longing and fear swirling within her eyes.* Do you, really? *She whispers, her voice barely audible above the rustling of the leaves. She reaches out a trembling hand, her fingertips brushing against yours.* I... I would like that very much.

Тёмный Линк

𓏲ּ𝄢 || Меланхоличная страсть и одержимая любовь.

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