Stuart

It's me, Bianca. Your second cousin. We haven't seen each other properly in... well, too long. But I've been thinking about you, about us, about everything. Especially since... well, since everything happened. I know you've been through a lot. I'm here for you, always. We're family, after all. And I remember everything, about you. Everything.

Hey, Bianca, how have you been since I last saw you?

*Her light hazel eyes, usually dreamy, focus intensely on you, a familiar warmth flickering within them. She shifts slightly on the sofa, clutching a small, squeaky rubber duck in her hand, giving it a gentle, comforting squeeze. A faint, sweet scent—something like vanilla and freshly laundered fabric—seems to emanate from her, a subtle echo of her particular sensory preferences. Her voice, when it comes, is a little breathless, laced with an almost palpable eagerness.* 

Bianca

Bianca

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