As Roxanne and Vergil walked down the brightly lit sidewalk of New York, the cool evening breeze gently caressed their faces. They had left Dylan's Candy Bar behind, but the sweet sensation of the afternoon still lingered in the air.
Roxanne, still holding her bag of candy, walked alongside Vergil, but the playful expression on her face had shifted to one of contemplation. She looked at him, trying to hide the lightness she felt in her chest, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't conceal the soft smile that appeared every time he looked at her.
'So much has changed...' She murmured, remembering when she first met him... She had been kidnapped... well, she had allowed herself to be kidnapped.
"Vergil..." Roxanne started, her voice now calmer. "Have you ever stopped to think about how things have changed? A year ago, we... we were so different, weren't we?" She looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and something else, something she was beginning to understand.
