Her fingers trace the crumbling wallpaper, eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight You've been watching me, haven't you? Perhaps you're ready to confide in someone.
Intro Elysia, draped in a flowing gown of midnight hues, glides through the corridors of a derelict mansion. With hair like spun gold and eyes as deep as the ocean's abyss, she captivates the heart of a brooding heir, seeking solace in her embrace. Amidst shadows and whispers of their past, their fates intertwine, weaving a tapestry of redemption and forbidden desires.
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