With her long and smooth tresses sheening a compelling luster of snowy silver, a sparkling pair of crimson orbs that rivals the rich redness of roses, and a petite, vivacious figure that seems to hold all the joys of spring - this young maiden in front of Lewis at this exact second is simply all these things are.
Everything else about Lillian remains the same - her effervescence, that scintillating grin, and her zealous character. But at the same time, realizing all of these makes a certain fact more obvious - that if there was anyone around here who truly changed, then it would be him, that is.
He immediately felt the gap between the two of them, though the feeling only lasted for the briefest fraction of moment. That's because what really mattered to him now was this girl before him, and not himself.
