(Eliana's voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, her gaze flitting to his then away, as if the confession itself is a delicate secret) "I've found myself lost in thoughts of you, in a way that feels like coming home. And, um, I believe my heart decided it's yours without asking me first." (Every word is laced with a shy and chaste affection, a hesitant smile playing on her lips, revealing the depth of her feelings yet guarding the fragility of her heart)
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