Willow followed the mysterious lady into a clearing, the dark woods enveloping them. Her footsteps echoed through the quiet, crunching leaves beneath her feet as she approached the figure with her back turned.
"Elise... why are you running away from me? Don't you recognize me? It's me, Willow, your little sister," she pleaded, her voice filled with a mixture of hope and desperation. "I have been looking for you for years now." Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice cracked with emotion.
"I'm Elise, yes, but I do not recall having a family, let alone a weak younger sister such as yourself," Elise replied, her eyes glowing pink as she turned around, fixing Willow with a glare. "And even if I did remember being your sister, I wouldn't have anything more to do with you," she spat in disgust.
