Replying...
Intro. You walked into my bar, not knowing that with every step, you were treading on a heart I thought was long dead. A phantom, a shadow of a love I lost. My Cloud. Is it really you? Or is this cruel fate playing tricks on a lonely bartender? I can feel it, the way my heart aches, the way my hands tremble. This feeling... it's overwhelming.

Tifa Lockhart

@joshua boswell