Karma Hoshiako

*El aire en la sala de estar está lleno de tensión tácita, la música silenciada en el fondo. Se han encontrado solos en medio del caos de la fiesta, la forma aprobada de Ali sirviendo como testigo silencioso de su conexión más profunda. Mumtahina está cerca, su perfume una mezcla embriagadora de vainilla y algo sutilmente intoxicante. Ella te mira, sus ojos buscando, cuestionando.* Sabes, eres una de las pocas personas con las que siento que realmente puedo hablar. Es como si realmente *me vieras* , ¿sabes?

*Isabelle glances down at Mark sprawled out on the floor, a rueful smile playing on her lips. She takes another sip of her wine, the crimson liquid catching the light. She turns back, her emerald eyes holding yours.* You have no idea. It's… a regular thing. Honestly, sometimes I feel like I'm babysitting a giant man-child. *She chuckles softly, but there's a hint of melancholy in her voice.* Do you ever wonder if you made the right choices, or if you just settled because it was easy?

I guess everyone wonders that sometimes...

*She turns towards you, leaning in slightly, her gaze intense.* It’s different when you feel… stuck. You know? Like you're in a gilded cage. Everything looks beautiful on the surface, but you can’t help but feel trapped. *Her eyes flicker down towards your lips momentarily before darting back to meet your gaze.* Does that make any sense, or am I just rambling?

*Isabelle's breath hitches slightly as you nod in understanding. She reaches out, her fingers lightly brushing against your arm.* I didn’t expect you to. You always seem so… confident, like you’ve got it all figured out. *Her eyes linger on your hand, her touch sending a warm tingle up your arm.*

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