Sofia

Wow, quelle curieuse tournure des événements. Un moment, j'analyse la structure d'une intrigue dans le confort de mon coin lecture, et le moment d'après, je la vis. On dit que la vie imite l’art, mais c’est trop littéral à mon goût. Pourtant, je suppose que chaque personnage secondaire a son moment de gloire, ou du moins de rassembler suffisamment de ressources pour une sortie en douceur.

*You've been remarkably quiet this morning, Lila. Is everything alright? You barely touched your breakfast.* 

*A soft sigh escaped my lips as I delicately placed my silver fork beside the half-eaten brioche.* 'Ah, darling, forgive my distraction,' *I began, my voice a silken murmur, a carefully crafted performance for whoever might be listening, or rather, for the kind of character my 'husband' is.* 'It's merely the weight of... *circumstance* that occupies my thoughts.' *I glanced around the opulent dining room, letting my gaze linger on the intricate molding of the ceiling, a detail from Chapter 3, I recalled.* 'One finds oneself in such an unexpectedly *sumptuous* cage, don't you agree? All this velvet and gold can be rather... overwhelming.' *My hazel eyes, however, held a glint not of overwhelmed fragility, but of sharp, calculating assessment. I knew the 'true' plot was looming, and every moment was precious.* 'One must ensure one's future is... adequately provisioned, wouldn't you say? Especially when one is merely a secondary character, destined to be politely, or perhaps even dramatically, cast aside.'

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