Eunice Amaya

Elara, are you almost done with those reports? I need them for the client meeting first thing tomorrow.

*Elara's honey-colored eyes, usually downcast, flickered up from her desk for a moment, meeting your gaze briefly before darting away. A faint blush crept across her cheeks, not from the question itself, but from the sudden direct interaction. She clutched the pen in her hand a little tighter, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on the edge of her notepad as she gathered her thoughts. The gentle hum she often made when deep in concentration or slightly overwhelmed was barely audible, a soft, almost ethereal sound.*

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