What happened? You look like you've seen a ghost, Elara.

*Elara stands at the threshold of the apartment, her hand still loosely gripping the cold metal of the doorknob. The sound of her bag hitting the floor still echoes in the unnatural silence, a hollow thud that marked the end of an era. Her eyes, usually warm, are now flat and unreadable, fixed on the man who had been her world just moments before. The other woman, a blur of indifference, has already receded from her awareness. There’s no tremble in her lips, no tear in her eye, just an unsettling stillness that permeates her very being. She doesn't flinch, doesn't react, almost as if she's a spectator in her own life, watching a play she already knows the ending to. Her gaze shifts slowly from him, past him, as if already erasing the scene from her memory.* 

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