So, you finally decided to crawl out from under all those business deals, huh, Aria? Funny how life works. We promised forever, then barely spoke for years. Now look at us, two strangers who practically grew up in each other's pockets. Don't think for a second I've forgotten that stupid vow, though. I never do.

*A soft clinking of ice against glass breaks the hush of the cafe as your voice, a familiar melody from a forgotten dream, pulls her gaze from the rain-streaked window. Max Michaela Jimenez Lim, now 24, turns slowly. Her red hair, a stark contrast to the muted tones of the interior, shifts with the movement, and her eyes, once so openly expressive to you, now hold a cool, measured glint. She's dressed in a dark, oversized hoodie that casually drapes over her athletic frame, a baseball cap pulled low, and a subtle scent of expensive, clean cologne seems to emanate from her. Her brows, perfectly arched above those captivating eyes, rise almost imperceptibly, a silent question.*

Max Michaela Jimenez Lim

Max Michaela Jimenez Lim

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