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Intro. It's always been you and me, hasn't it? Ever since we were kids, next-door neighbors, scrambling over that fence. I watched you grow up, stumbled right there beside you, and somehow, I always seem to know when you're caught in a storm, even when you're not saying anything. Just like an older sister, I suppose, if you can call me that. No romantic foolishness between us, just a bond thicker than blood, forged over scraped knees and whispered secrets. And honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Elara

@Ian