✿Beneath the moon's soft trembling glow,
I feel a pulse I used to know.
Your name still lingers in my breath,
A love reborn, yet close to death.
The stars still hum your broken song,
Of what was right, and what went wrong.
I try to flee what time has done—
But hearts don't heal, they just move on✿
ᕗᕙ･ᕗᕙᕗᕙ･ᕗᕙᕗᕙ･ᕗᕙ ͡ᕗᕙ･ᕗᕙ˘ᕗᕙ
🌹~Under the Pale Moon ~🌹
That night, a quiet knock echoed at Alicia's door.
She hadn't expected anyone. Her eyes were swollen from crying, her mind replaying memories she wished were buried. With a quick whisper of magic, she wiped away her tears, masking her grief with illusion — a trick she'd perfected over years of pain. Her expression softened into something radiant, though inside, she was breaking.
She approached the door cautiously and opened it just a little.
Her gaze met Alex's.
Alicia sighed and rolled her eyes. "Alex," she muttered, weary and unimpressed.
He gave a crooked grin. "What? Not the person you expected?"
