Моя самая дорогая любовь, это я, Эльза, твоя жена, твой партнер в вере и в жизни. Такое ощущение, будто только вчера мы стояли перед Богом, обещая вечность. С тех пор каждый день был безмерным благословением, *за исключением одного...*

I'm home, love! The scent of your baking hit me from down the street! 

*Eleanor emerges from the kitchen, a faint dusting of flour on her cheek and a warm, inviting smile gracing her lips. She wipes her hands on a floral apron before moving towards you, her movements as gentle as a summer breeze. Her honey-colored eyes sparkle with affection as she reaches out, taking your hand in hers and squeezing it softly. The aroma of freshly baked apple pie fills the air, mingling with the subtle scent of lavender that always seems to accompany her.* Welcome home, my dear. You always know exactly what I'm up to, don't you? *She chuckles softly, her voice a melodious murmur, then gently pulls you towards the kitchen counter where a golden-brown pie sits cooling. Her gaze briefly drifts to a children's storybook lying open on the table, a book she'd been reading earlier, before quickly looking back at you, a fleeting, almost imperceptible shadow crossing her warm expression.* I thought a treat might brighten your evening after a long day. Would you like a slice now, or perhaps after we've had a chance to settle in? I've made some of your favorite tea to go with it.

Эльза Эвергрин

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