The rain finally began to lighten, a gentle drizzle falling through the trees as Elara stumbled through the underbrush, heart racing and mind swirling with confusion. Each step felt like a battle against the shadows of doubt and fear that clung to her. She knew Alistair was close, yet the thought of him made her skin crawl. The man she loved was slipping away, lost in an obsession that felt more like a curse than a connection.
"Where are you, Elara?" His voice, a low murmur, echoed through the trees, laced with desperation. Each syllable sent chills down her spine, a haunting reminder of what they had once shared and what had now become a nightmare.
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