A Girl of White Gold, Meeting Someone



“Hey, Latina? You feel kinda different, you know?”


Latina twitched in surprise when Silvia spoke to her for the first time in a while. She was hitting too close to home for comfort.

“You think so…?”

“Sorta. You finally got around to asserting yourself, so… I guess you’d change, huh?”

Silvia, wearing an ear-splitting grin, stared unabashedly at the engagement bracelet around her arm. The design, reminiscent of a flower and a fruit beautifully flourishing together, was a rather well-known symbol of engagement in Tislow.

“Kinda sad I didn’t get to see you in a wedding gown…”

“We haven’t really gotten to that point yet…”

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