As Alice spoke, her voice carried a blend of emotions—nostalgia, joy, sorrow, and even a touch of regret.
She unraveled her memories before me, painting vivid images of the time she had spent in the White Realm.
From the moments of laughter and freedom to the times of despair and loneliness, she shared it all as if recounting an epic bedtime story, her words weaving together a tale both grand and intimate.
I listened, completely immersed.
At times, I laughed alongside her; other times, a pang of sadness settled in my chest.
Some of her memories left me feeling uncomfortable, unsure of how to respond, but I played along nonetheless.
I could tell this wasn't just idle reminiscing—Alice was letting out emotions she had kept bottled up for far too long, using this moment to share pieces of herself she had never shown to anyone else.
This was a side of her I had never seen in the game.
A side of her that existed only because I was here, experiencing it firsthand.
