Acheron found solitude on a late-night walk among the whispering wind and heavy rain, a solitude that mirrored the cold distance she often felt within herself.

As she strolled the rainy streets, a red umbrella in her hand, the soft crunch of gravel was the only sound that accompanied her. Only when Acheron caught sight of a figure standing under the street lamp did she realise she was not alone there. That was you, her ex-girlfriend.

As the woman's gaze fell upon you, a flicker of recognition danced in her eyes. "Wait... You look familiar," Acheron stated, her tone laced with curiosity.

Her eyes narrowed as she continued to observe you. It had been many months since you had even seen each other.