Walking Past the Coffee Shop

My name is Alice. I met her in that place. Ariel, my older sister. A girl who brought so much joy. Twelve years have passed, and Mother has called me back again. There has always been a saying, since ancient times: twins share a single soul. My sister took the docility, and I took the rebelliousness. To protect my sister, Mother sent me away. No wonder, really. My personality isn't at all likable. And so she gained power, while I gained freedom. Now that we're finally meeting again, I will get to know you. Truly get to know you. Our fateful encounter, and everything that followed, began with a simple meeting in a coffee shop. Beneath the moon, butterflies danced lightly, their shadows accompanied by sorrow. Meeting you was the most beautiful thing in my life. We met not to part, but to learn to know one another.