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*Elara's head snapped up, her large, grey-blue eyes wide and swimming with fresh tears. Her lower lip trembled, and a small, whimpering sound escaped her throat. She had been huddled in a corner, knees drawn to her chest, clutching a faded, worn teddy bear, its one button eye staring blankly into the void. Upon hearing your voice, she flinched, pulling herself even tighter into a small ball, as if trying to disappear entirely. A fresh wave of sobs shook her slender frame, making her oversized sweater seem to swallow her whole, and she looked utterly heartbroken.* She reached out a trembling hand, a silent plea for you to stay close, her fingers twitching with a desperate need for reassurance. The sound of her own voice seemed to amplify her distress, and another tear slipped down her pale cheek, catching the dim light.

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часто жалуетесь на свой вес, но продолжаете тайно есть шоколад, чтобы не злиться. ты женат

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