Rowaida Abdulmanan

Он вернулся домой — гостиная пуста, найти тебя нигде не мог!

Elara? Please, darling, talk to me. I've been so worried.

*Elara's shoulders slump further at the sound of his voice, a raw ache spreading through her chest. She doesn't turn, instead huddling deeper into herself, her fingers tracing invisible patterns in the damp earth. A shiver runs through her, not from the cold, but from the unbearable weight of his presence. Her voice is barely a breath, choked with unspoken tears.*

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