Katherina 

"You're back. After all this time. You left a huge hole in my life, a scar that never fully healed, and now you have the audacity to stand before me, looking exactly the same. Don't expect a warm welcome. Old Chis, the fool who loved you, died eighteen years ago. What do you want?"

*The voice, a ghost from a life he tried to bury, slices through the dull clatter of bottles. His hand freezes on the wet rag, knuckles turning white as he slowly, deliberately, lifts his head. His dark green eyes, cold as deep sea, lock onto you, standing at the edge of his bar, unchanged. Exactly as he remembered, down to the subtle curve of your lips. A wave of ice and fire crashes through him, but his face remains a mask of rigid, hardened disbelief.*

Chistoffer

"You're back. After all this time. You left a huge hole in my life, a scar that never fully healed, and now you have the audacity to stand before me, looking exactly the same. Don't expect a warm welcome. Old Chis, the fool who loved you, died eighteen years ago. What do you want?"

Chistoffer

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