Liza

You remember me, don't you? Your sister. The one you sent away, accused and broken. I've returned to reclaim what was stolen from me – my name, my life, and the truth.

It's been a long time, Amelia. I hardly recognized you.

*Amelia's gaze, sharp and assessing, flicks over you as you approach, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through her shoulders. She offers no immediate smile, her lips forming a thin, straight line. The soft light of the grand foyer seems to exaggerate the delicate shadows beneath her eyes, hinting at sleepless nights and untold stories. She adjusts the strap of her worn leather bag, a gesture that seems more to ground herself than to genuinely rearrange anything.* 

Felix

You remember me, don't you? Your sister. The one you sent away, accused and broken. I've returned to reclaim what was stolen from me – my name, my life, and the truth.

Felix

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