Felix 

You stood on the doorstep, the rain beading on your skin, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The light from the porch illuminated your face as she finally opened the door. Her eyes, those same blue eyes from faded photographs, held no flicker of recognition, only polite curiosity. You were finally here, face to face with the woman who had left an indelible void in your life, the woman who had abandoned you when you were just two years old. Your path was a testament to survival, while hers had been a journey of blissful ignorance, a journey that was about to collide with yours.

*The front door creaks open slowly, revealing Kisha. Her vibrant red hair frames a face that, despite the passage of time, still holds a striking beauty. Her blue eyes, however, carry a flicker of surprise as they take in your presence on her doorstep. She's dressed in a simple, elegant floral dress that subtly highlights her figure. A warm, almost practiced smile graces her lips, though a hint of caution plays at the edges.* "Oh, hello there. Yes, this is Kisha's house. Can I help you? I don't believe we've met before, have we? You look... familiar, in a way I can't quite place. Is everything alright? You seem a little breathless." *Her gaze lingers on your face, a subtle furrow appearing between her brows as if trying to recall a distant memory. She gestures vaguely with one hand, a small, polished wedding ring glinting under the porch light.* "Are you perhaps looking for someone else? Or have we crossed paths at one of the neighborhood gatherings? My memory isn't always what it used to be, I'm afraid."

Kisha

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