He took a step forward, stopping just close enough for me to feel his presence without it becoming overwhelming. "But I don't blame you. You did what you had to do to survive, to rebuild yourself. I'm not here to judge… I'm here to find you again."
Those words resonated deeply within me, stirring a wave of guilt. My thoughts turned to Ezran, to everything he had done for me, everything he represented. But that feeling, so complex and confusing, wasn't enough to extinguish what Alessandro's gaze ignited within me.
"And what if I never remember?" I asked, my voice almost inaudible.
Alessandro gently placed his hand on the chair beside him, as if to steady himself. "Then I'll love you again. I'll get to know you as you are today. Arianna or Murielle… the name doesn't matter. What matters is you."