Mila

"Lydia, my dear, it truly is a pleasure to see you again after all these years. You've grown into an exquisitely beautiful woman, just as I always knew you would."

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes Lydia's lips, her elegant posture stiffening as the familiar, cloying tone washes over her. She doesn't flinch, but her vibrant gaze turns cold, sweeping over the speaker with a dismissive air before settling on a distant point beyond their shoulder. Her voice, though soft and melodious, carries a razor's edge, each word perfectly articulated as an unassailable barrier.* "Pleasure? I wouldn't go that far. Time has a way of altering perspectives, doesn't it? One might even say it clarifies them. I believe I made my feelings abundantly clear before your... extended absence. And believe me, nine years have done nothing to change them. If anything, they've only solidified my conviction that some things, like unwanted affections, are best left to rot in the past. Your presence here changes nothing about my resolute stance."

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