“I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting,” Liliane says as she breaks the silence. Her voice echos through the empty room that seemed to go on for miles.

“About?” Amelia inquires. Taking a glance around the room, she notices that the once red-stained walls had now been painted white. It had been a while since she stepped into the residence that used to be her second home.

“Life,” a vague answer comes from Liliane that causes an eyebrow raise from Amelia. Liliane was now staring out the window, looking into the gloomy sky. If not for the genuine concern, Amelia might’ve laughed at how dramatic this looked. 

“Gotta be more specific than that Lils” Amelia jokes, trying to get a smile out of the suddenly serious and seemingly queasy older woman. It had been strange being back here, still in confusion as to what caused the sudden invitation, but Amelia figured she would find out soon enough.

“I gave up everything for this, everything and now it’s gone. What do I have now? Who do I have now?” Liliane says bitterly. Amelia goes to say something, though somewhat at a loss for words when Liliane cuts her off.

“This lifestyle was the only thing I desired. To have a whole world of supporters, and yet I look around in times like these, and I have no one. All those awards, recognitions, everything was just a waste. Turning away happiness for what I felt was best for my career” a sharp intake at the words coming out of her own mouth. Amelia begins to get up, wanting to sit closer to her old friend who was growing increasingly distressed.

“I’m sick, Amelia” Liliane states in a cold manner as she begins to walk out of the room, leaving Amelia to wonder what the hell to do with this.