"Eira... Eira!"
The sound of my name echoed through the park, pulling me from my daydream.
"What's wrong, Chloe?" I called back, a mix of amusement and just a hint of annoyance coloring my voice. "You don’t need to shout! And honestly, even when you shout, your voice is still tiny." I couldn't resist a chuckle, watching her bounce around with that infectious energy of hers, even when exclaiming my name. "But really, why are you yelling?"
We were in our usual spot in the park, my sanctuary away from all stress, relishing the warmth of the sun on our skin while swinging back and forth. The gentle breeze danced through the trees, creating rustling sounds that added to the soundtrack of laughter and joy surrounding us—the delightful echoes of children immersed in their games distant but unmist……
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