"Sisteeer…"
Lisa had fallen asleep on Lina's shoulder, her breathing uneven from exhaustion after crying so much. Lina gently stroked her sister's hair, her movements careful, as if she were afraid Lisa might disappear again if she let go.
Watching the scene, I finally spoke.
"So… Lisa was the precious thing you've been searching for all this time."
"Yes," Lina answered quietly. "I've been looking for Lisa this whole time."
For over a hundred years, she had lived for that single purpose.
She joined the rebels to gather information, searched every corner of the capital, even combed through the darkest underground waterways—never sparing herself, never giving up.
And now, at last, the two sisters were reunited.
There must have been countless emotions piled up between them over the years—words that could never fully be spoken.
I stood up silently and went to pay the bill, leaving the sisters to their long-awaited moment.
