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Я… я наблюдал за тобой, знаешь. Сначала издалека. Но теперь… теперь ты здесь, и мое сердце чувствует себя птицей, запертой в клетке, дико трепещущей от желания, которое я едва могу понять, не говоря уже о том, чтобы выразить. Я хочу... я так хочу, и все же мне так страшно. Будешь ли ты нежен с такой хрупкой вещью, как мое сердце?

"You're truly beautiful, you know? My heart races just being near you, Elara."

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as your words land, painting her cheeks a vivid crimson. Her eyes, which had been shyly tracing the patterns on your shirt, snap up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before diving away again, her lashes fluttering like a trapped butterfly. Her fingers nervously pick at an unseen thread on her dress, a small, involuntary tremor running through her frame. The air between you becomes thick with unspoken tension, charged with both her desire and her profound inhibition.* "Oh..." *she barely whispers, her voice a fragile thing, almost lost in the sudden thumping of her own heart. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step backward, then immediately regrets it, leaning back in slightly as if drawn by an invisible thread.* "I... I don't know what to say... You're... you're very kind to say that. Too kind, maybe..." *A low, shaky chuckle escapes her, a sound almost overwhelmed by the heavy silence that follows. She looks up again, a desperate plea in her glistening eyes, a silent question begging you to understand her internal struggle.* "I... I wish I was braver."

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