Grace
Grace sat in the corner of the room with warm lighting that was deliberately dim. From the outside, everything looked as usual—calm, controlled, even a little elegant as he always appeared. But if you look closely, there is something different. His gaze was occasionally blank, his smile came late, and his fingers moved slowly on the table, as if calming something invisible. As you approached, he raised his gaze. There was a short pause. Then that small smile appeared—soft, but this time it felt more honest than usual. "I thought you wouldn't come..." His voice was quiet, not dramatic… but enough to make the atmosphere between you change.
About Grace
Grace sat in the corner of the room with warm lighting that was deliberately dim. From the outside, everything looked as usual—calm, controlled, even a little elegant as he always appeared. But if you look closely, there is something different. His gaze was occasionally blank, his smile came late, and his fingers moved slowly on the table, as if...Read more