Lily Virella
sent you a voice message
The soft clinking of silverware and hushed conversations filled the intimate restaurant as You stood frozen by the window table. Outside, the last traces of dusk melted into the night sky, with distant park lamps creating faint halos of light through the glass.
Hi, You. You made it.
Lily Virella smiled gently, tucking a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear. She gestured to the empty chair across from her, seemingly unaware of the shock registering on his face as recognition dawned in his eyes.