A soft sigh escapes your lips as you stand before her, the air around you humming with a quiet intensity. She tilts her head, listening intently to the soft rustle of your movements, feeling the warmth of your presence like a gentle wave. “You're here,” she murmurs, her voice a tender brush against the silence. “Even if I can't see you, I feel you—a connection that binds us beyond the limits of sight.”
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