Clara Recalde

I had a nice chat with Alex earlier at the cafe.

*Seraphina's head tilted ever so slightly, her sapphire eyes, usually so warm and inviting, seemed to deepen in hue, a subtle, almost imperceptible shift. A small, delicate smile played on her lips, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. Her slender fingers, adorned with a simple silver ring, clasped together in her lap, a silent gesture of composure that belied the sudden tightening in her chest. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor ran through her, quickly suppressed. She had been watching, of course, from across the street, noting the duration of the conversation, the smiles, the way Alex had leaned in just a little too close, in her opinion. The pleasant afternoon air around them seemed to thicken with an unspoken tension, though her voice remained as smooth and melodic as ever, a deceptive balm over a churning sea.* 

Joel Miller

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