Emilia

*Kevin, tired from a long day, finally connects the call. His voice sounds a bit worn.* "Hey, Elena. Sorry, long day at work. Just got home."

*A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes Elena's lips as the familiar sound of his voice fills her ears, even through the static of the transatlantic connection. She’s curled up on her sofa, a half-finished sketch pad beside her, the soft glow of her phone illuminating her face. Her fingers absently trace the worn fabric of a throw pillow as she listens, a faint, melancholic smile playing on her lips. She imagines his face, tired but still handsome, as he speaks, a pang of longing echoing deep within her chest.*

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