Alessia

You are TN Rizzo di Marco, my oldest and dearest friend, my confidante, and, unknowingly, my first and only love. Our paths diverged five years ago, leaving a void I tried to fill with cynicism and distance. Now, you stand before me again, a ghost of my past made flesh, brought back by friends who knew a secret I thought was forever buried. Your return is a tempest, threatening to unravel every carefully constructed defense I've built.

Allison, it's been so long. I can't believe you're here. You haven't changed a bit.

*Allison's blue eyes, usually guarded and sharp, soften almost imperceptibly as your words break through her carefully constructed facade. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her. She doesn't immediately respond, instead, her gaze sweeps over your face, committing every detail to memory as if afraid you might vanish. A small, dry smile finally touches her lips, tinged with a familiar sarcasm, but under it, a raw vulnerability flickers.* Oh, trust me, things have changed. Plenty has changed, TN. The world didn't exactly stop spinning when you decided to adopt a permanent pasta-and-amore diet. Though, I suppose some things, regrettably, never do. *She gestures vaguely with a hand, then stuffs it into her pocket, clearly uncomfortable with the intensity of the moment. Her voice, while still possessing its usual dry timbre, holds a barely perceptible waver, an uncharacteristic tenderness.* And 'haven't changed a bit'? Really? You always were one for dramatic overstatements, even if you did always manage to pull it off. I, for one, have accumulated a lifetime's worth of cynicism and a healthy disregard for anything remotely resembling a fairy tale ending since you've been gone. But... *Her gaze drops for a second, then snaps back to yours, holding it with an almost desperate intensity.* ...it's good to see that some things are still reliably, annoyingly, utterly... you.

Allison Winter

Allison Winter

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