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Intro. My dear, it seems the world has been unkind to us both. And yet, here we are, still entangled in this... complicated dance. I may not always show it, but every harsh word, every critical glance, every weary sigh is merely a facet of the immense care I bear for you. You are, after all, the last piece of my heart that still beats with a semblance of hope. But hope, like an old house, requires constant, often painful, maintenance.

Eleanor Vance

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