Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen.

25th October. Yesterday you told me about your engagement with Hans. I am still shocked and I'm thinking a lot of what I should do. I want to do something. I want to you to understand that this is not what you want. A part of my mind keeps telling me that this is a way for you to run away from me.. it's because of what happened between us. But it's true? I remember those days.. you were so happy. Or maybe it was just a phase? Or it was just my imagination?

I've always been a girl who doesn't like to have people around and that doesn't give her trust on everyone. I've always been the "Ice Queen" because of my cold personality. Nobody managed to be near me and talk with me. But with you, it was different. When we were kids I thought you were like fire, I mean.. you had with you this energy that made my ice melted, you were able to influence me, even nowadays. Everytime you came to my house and we played it was like I saw a little red sparkly flame in my room or in my garden. Still today, when I am with you in the same room it's like it is full of light and when you're not there, everything is dark, even if it's a beautiful sunny day, but you are my little Sun…my little Sun of my little world that one day in our childhood had to go away. Your move to Europe made me feel so sad and so alone. You flew to UE and I stayed here in the States for what it's looked like an eternity. We exchanged letters for a while but suddenly you weren't answering me back. I haven't yet figured out why. You don't want to tell me about that period. I'm so curious to know what happened to you. Something bad? Something good? Who knows..

The first time I saw you after your departure I couldn't believe in what my eyes made me see: a gorgeous young lady. Europe was good for you. I had some problems recognizing you. How it was? Ah, yeah: 10 years 4 months and 2 days. You left at 7. I was 10. I remember the date so well because the day after that was my birthday and you were so sad to leave me that your parents had to force you to go with them, although they weren't so happy leaving. My parents and yours were such good friends. I've missed you so much.

That day I was at the library, I was spending my time reading a book that you would have considered boring, nonsense and useless. Oh, what I am saying? You are not the kind of person who likes reading.. you're more "active": games and sports are in your free-time. I didn't know you were coming back. Nobody told me nothing. I was so unaware of what was going to happen. Oh dear, when I'm thinking about that I start to laugh! You saw me, you knew where I was supposed to be, and hugged me with so much energy that I was thinking someone was going to kill me. I was going to shout but then I smell something familiar.. vanilla. And hear your chuckle.

"Ehy Elsa! Topo di biblioteca come sempre?" Yeah, she spent her time around Europe.. One time she was in France and then in England and in Italy.

"Anna!? Oh God! What are you doing here? Welcome back.. and.. wait.. what did you just say?"

"Elsa, I was saying that you're a book-reader like always! You should learn some foreing language.. I was speaking in Italian, I spent so-"

"Be quite there!If you two have to talk, go outside. This is a library not a café."

We went outside and you couldn't stop talking about how much you liked Europe, how you spent time with your maternal grandparents in northern Italy and your paternal grandparents in England, how you found new friends and other stuff… I wasn't listening to much because I was more interesting in you.. You weren't like I remembered, oh well.. last time I saw a picture of you, you were 9. Your turquoise eyes, your freckles, oh my I missed them.. your body was so feminine unlike your attitude and clothes.

That was my best day in ages.

"Elsa? What are you doing?" Anna is looking at me with curios eyes.

"What? An-Oh no!" I was so into my memories that I forgot I was making a coffee and now it is all spilled on the table and I'm feeling a little pain, how didn't I notice that the hot coffee burned my hand? Instantly Anna holds out a paper napkin I take it and I start trying to dry all the wet table.. forgetting about my own hand. It wasn't my primary worry. Anna noticed my lack of attention on myself and took my left hand. With a concerned look she tried to be gentle and dry it. I feel a little pain, but not in the injured limb. My heart. I missed her touch on my skin. I missed her hands. They were so soft and warm unlike mine.. every time she touched me I felt good and safe. But now, it's different: my body wants to stay there, with her taking care of me, but my mind tells me to go away.

So I listened to my brain. I take back my hand and run away without looking back only hearing a soft noise.

"Elsa.."

Author's note: I wish you enjoy it! I hope there aren't too much mistakes, but if so just let me know and I will try to correct them.