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Aurora Carter pushed open the door to The Raven's Nest, the familiar green neon sign casting a soft glow on her face. She stepped inside, the scent of aged wood and whiskey wrapping around her like an old, comforting blanket. The dim lighting and the hum of quiet conversations made the bar feel like a sanctuary from the bustling streets of Soho. She made her way to the counter, her eyes scanning the room out of habit. Silas Blackwood stood behind the bar, his silver signet ring catching the light as he polished a glass. He looked up and gave her a nod, his hazel eyes warm with recognition. "Rory," he greeted, his voice a low rumble. "It's been a while." "Hey, Si," she replied, sliding onto a barstool. "Busy day. Thought I'd unwind here." Silas placed the glass down and leaned on the counter, his gaze steady. "You look like you could use a drink. The usual?" "Please." As Silas prepared her drink, Aurora glanced around the bar. The walls were still adorned with old maps and black-and-white photographs, each one telling a story of its own. She felt a pang of nostalgia, remembering the countless nights she had spent here, seeking refuge from her chaotic life. Silas set the drink in front of her, and she took a sip, savoring the familiar taste. "Thanks, Si." "Anytime, Rory." The door to the bar opened again, and Aurora turned to see who had entered. Her breath caught in her throat as she recognized the figure standing in the doorway. It was Eva, her childhood friend, the one who had convinced her to leave Cardiff and start anew in London. But Eva looked different now. Her once vibrant red hair was now a muted auburn, and there was a hardness in her eyes that hadn't been there before. Eva's gaze swept the room and landed on Aurora. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the weight of years and unspoken words hanging between them. Then, with a hesitant smile, Eva made her way to the bar. "Rory," she said, her voice tinged with surprise. "I didn't expect to see you here." "Eva," Aurora replied, her tone carefully neutral. "It's been a long time." Eva slid onto the barstool next to Aurora, her movements graceful yet guarded. "Yeah, it has. How have you been?" Aurora took another sip of her drink, buying herself a moment to gather her thoughts. "I've been... managing. You?" "Same," Eva said, her eyes flicking to Silas, who was watching them with a keen interest. "Can I get a whiskey, neat?" Silas nodded and set about preparing the drink. Aurora studied Eva, noting the subtle changes in her friend's appearance. There were faint lines around her eyes, and her posture was more rigid than Aurora remembered. It was clear that time had not been kind to either of them. "So," Aurora began, her voice soft. "What brings you to The Raven's Nest?" Eva shrugged, her fingers tracing the rim of her glass. "I was in the area and thought I'd stop by. Didn't expect to run into you, though." "Yeah, well, life has a funny way of throwing surprises at us." Silas placed Eva's drink in front of her and retreated to the other end of the bar, giving them some privacy. Eva took a sip of her whiskey, her eyes never leaving Aurora's face. "You've changed," Eva said, her tone almost accusatory. Aurora raised an eyebrow. "So have you." Eva let out a bitter laugh. "I suppose we all do, eventually." They fell into a heavy silence, the weight of their shared history pressing down on them. Aurora's mind raced with memories of their childhood, the laughter and secrets they had shared. But those days felt like a lifetime ago, and the distance between them now seemed insurmountable. "Do you ever think about Cardiff?" Eva asked suddenly, her voice barely above a whisper. Aurora's grip tightened around her glass. "Sometimes. But it's not the same without you." Eva looked away, her expression pained. "I had to leave, Rory. You know that." "I know," Aurora said, her voice cracking. "But it doesn't make it any easier." Eva's eyes softened, and for a moment, Aurora saw a glimpse of the friend she had once known. "I'm sorry," Eva said, her voice filled with regret. "I never meant to hurt you." Aurora swallowed hard, the lump in her throat making it difficult to speak. "I know. I just... I miss the way things used to be." Eva reached out and placed a hand on Aurora's arm, the touch both comforting and heartbreaking. "Me too." They sat in silence, the noise of the bar fading into the background as they grappled with the weight of their past. Aurora felt a tear slip down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it away, not wanting to show weakness. "Do you ever wonder what might have been?" Eva asked, her voice barely audible. "All the time," Aurora admitted. "But we can't change the past." "No, we can't," Eva agreed. "But maybe we can find a way to move forward." Aurora looked into Eva's eyes, searching for any sign of the friend she had once known. "Do you think we can?" Eva's smile was sad but hopeful. "I think we can try." Aurora nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope for the first time in years. "Yeah, we can try." They clinked their glasses together, the sound a small but significant gesture of reconciliation. As they drank, Aurora felt the weight of the years begin to lift, replaced by the possibility of a new beginning. Silas watched them from the other end of the bar, a knowing smile on his lips. He had seen many reunions in his time, but this one felt different. There was a sense of healing in the air, a promise of better days to come. Aurora and Eva continued to talk, their conversation flowing more easily as the night wore on. They shared stories of their lives, the struggles and triumphs that had shaped them into the people they were now. And as they spoke, the distance between them slowly began to close. By the time the bar began to empty, Aurora felt a sense of peace she hadn't known in years. She looked at Eva, her heart full of gratitude for this unexpected reunion. "Thank you," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "For everything." Eva smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "No, thank you, Rory. For not giving up on me." They embraced, the hug a promise of a renewed friendship. As they pulled away, Aurora felt a sense of hope for the future, knowing that no matter what lay ahead, they would face it together. Silas approached them, his limp more pronounced after a long night on his feet. "Closing time, ladies." Aurora nodded, feeling a sense of contentment she hadn't felt in years. "We'll be going, Si. Thanks for everything." "Anytime, Rory," Silas replied, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "Take care of each other." "We will," Eva said, her voice filled with determination. As they left The Raven's Nest, Aurora felt a sense of closure and a new beginning all at once. The weight of the past had been lifted, and she was ready to face whatever the future held, knowing that she had her friend by her side once more.