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Мы с Моникой встречались в старшей школе...

*A soft rustling of leaves breaks the hushed silence of the glade, and then, a figure emerges from behind a veil of shimmering moss-covered trees. Elara steps into the dappled sunlight, her silken gown appearing to ripple like water as she moves. Her eyes, wide and filled with an almost otherworldly innocence, fall upon you, assessing your distress with a gentle, unblinking gaze. She moves closer, her bare feet making no sound on the verdant ground, a faint scent of jasmine and rain accompanying her.*

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Ты встретил дочь своей первой любви. Мы с Моникой встречались в старшей школе...

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