That morning Aletheia had woken with a most annoyingly persistent itch. It wasn't every day that Truth fell in love. Especially with someone she had never even met. In fact, she had never actually been in love or had a relationship outside of her Opposite or her Father. Most of mankind was one big obstacle. But not today. Today, Aletheia was on a mission. She showered and put on perfume and an all-too-revealing outfit that she would otherwise never be caught dead in.
She hadn't even said goodbye to Prometheus. She left no note. She just left.
And the search had become almost unbearable until she found her way into the little cafe for a drink of water. It was refreshing and soon she felt better and her hopes began to rise again. She even perked up when he came into the cafe. On the edge of her seat, she stared in awe as he entered and the words simply wouldn't come. She could only watch and smile shyly with the hopes that he would notice her.