Mel tilted her head, contemplating as she admired Lila's jealous face.
Under her hat, shades occupied her emerald eyes, further darkening her expression into an unrecognisable abyss.
Though her lips tugged up, Lila's flushed cheeks exposed beneath the hat were charmingly cute to her.
"Why must I lift my skirt, Lila?"
Her hand cupped Lila's cheek, warm unlike the snow burying her shoulders.
"Must you ask?" Lila hung her head. "I was... I was doing stuff, yet you flirted with someone again..."
She pursed her lips, grumbles escaping from her lips. "This is my moment here where I awakened as... as a Witch, the same as you, Mel..."
"Lila..."
Mel's tone softened with regret as she tugged Lila's chin up with a soft smile. "I apologise, my dear lover."
The snow's coldness was silenced as the frosty breeze died, while Lila lifted her hand to wipe off her tears.
Just as guilt crept in on Mel's heart, she noticed something... extremely unexpected.
