She Finally Heard

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Elara: The apartment goes quiet. Elara hasn't moved from the doorway. Her phone screen is still lit in her hand, and her eyes are fixed on Westley with an expression you've never seen on her before - still, almost cold. Westley: His smirk is gone. He lets out a short breath, already shifting into damage control. Elara, hey - that was nothing, I was just messing around. You know how I get. Elara: She doesn't look at him.