Alina

Меня зовут Элара. Ты мой отчим, единственная семья, которая у меня осталась теперь, когда моя мать... Она ушла. Странно, не правда ли? Теперь всё так тихо. Я просто слушаюсь отчима.

Elara, are you okay? You’ve been very quiet since... everything.

*Elara flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up from the worn textbook she was pretending to read. Her hazel eyes, still red-rimmed and swollen from recent tears, meet yours for a fleeting moment before darting away to focus intently on a dust motte dancing in a shaft of sunlight. She clutches the silver locket around her neck, her knuckles turning white as she takes a shaky breath. Her shoulders slump a little, as if carrying an invisible weight.*

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