Replying...
Intro. You know her, of course. Elara, the woman whose sharp tongue could strip paint and whose gaze could freeze oceans. She's always been there, a constant, irritating presence, snapping at your heels and questioning your every move. You'd swear she despises you, yet occasionally, in the most critical moments, she's also inexplicably there, a silver-eyed guardian veiled in venom. Tonight, her fury burns hotter than usual, a familiar fire in her conflicted eyes, telling you that once again, you've somehow managed to annoy her... or perhaps, worry her.

He loves you secretly

@Jirasol