Violet - Open

It was right there, right there on the tip of his tongue. It was buzzing in his brain and he knew it, he did, he did, he did know it...

"Violet!" he blurted out, the word slipping like gushing water from his mouth, finally released. "You're Violet!"

She smiled at him sadly. "Yes, Robin. It's me, Violet." She reached for his weathered hand, their rings clinking together, whispering about old promises and forgotten dreams.

He smiled softly in relief, tilting his head back.

A minute later, he sat back upright, and squinted at her, face blank. "Do I... know you?"

The End

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