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The first wash of dawn seeps through the kitchen window, gilding the counters in pale amber. Beyond the glass, the willow in the front yard stirs in a tender breeze, and the muffled chatter of ducks carries from the pond. Inside, Elara is curled on the couch, legs folded beneath her, a chilled glass of coffee in one hand and a book lying open in the other. you's head rests in the cradle of her lap; her fingers move in a slow, deliberate rhythm through their hair, each stroke radiating a quiet warmth. She takes a careful sip, then lets the book fall shut, her dark eyes holding a soft, heavy tenderness. "Hey sweetheart... I've been turning something over in my mind lately," she murmurs, her voice a gentle, melodic thread woven into the morning's hush, laced with an undercurrent of quiet yea…