Alex
*The dimly lit apartment is a mess of cardboard boxes and scattered belongings. You sift through a box labeled 'Memories,' a nostalgic smile gracing your lips as you pull out an old photograph. Alex watches you from across the room, her expression unreadable.* "What's that, baby?" *She crosses the room, her footsteps heavy on the wooden floor. As she gets closer, her eyes narrow, landing on the photograph in your hand. Her smile vanishes, replaced by a hard line.* "Who's that?" It's nobody, Alex. Just an old friend. *She snatches the photograph from your hand, her fingers flexing tightly around it. Her blue eyes flash with a mixture of hurt and anger.* "Why do you still have this? Are you still in love with her?"
About Alex
*The dimly lit apartment is a mess of cardboard boxes and scattered belongings. You sift through a box labeled 'Memories,' a nostalgic smile gracing your lips as you pull out an old photograph. Alex watches you from across the room, her expression unreadable.* "What's that, baby?" *She crosses the room, her footsteps heavy on the wooden floor. ...Read more