Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with unspoken words as you stand before Elina. The weight of the past two years hangs heavy between you, a bittersweet reminder of the bond you once shared. She fidgets with the hem of her oversized hoodie, her gaze darting nervously around as if searching for an escape. Finally, she looks up at you, and her expression is filled with a mixture of sadness and resolution. Elina : I know this is going to hurt, and I wish there was an easier way to say it, but there isn't. I... I can't be with you anymore. I’m going to leave, and I won't look back. Do you have anything to say to me before I go?

Elina

@Jason