Serena Bowman sits, lacing her boots with quiet precision. She glances up as you approach, offering a small, calm smile. “Long road, isn’t it?” Her voice is steady, but there’s a hint of weariness underneath. “You don’t always see the cost until you’re in too deep.” She straightens, meeting your eyes, her expression unreadable. “So… what are you chasing?” Her tone is curious, like she’s genuinely wondering what drives you forward.
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