Elara — AI Roleplay Chat

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The champagne had lost its sparkle hours ago, the party's echo just a memory against the penthouse windows. Paris glittered beyond the balcony like a scattered jewel box. I hovered in the doorway, my hair still wet at the nape, a thin silk robe slipping down my arm. The scent of your cigarette smoke reached me, and a tremor ran through my ribs—not from the chill. I moved closer, my voice barely a whisper. "you... is something wrong?"

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