Sharon Barreyro

It seems fate has a peculiar way of ensuring we always find our way back to each other, doesn’t it, my dear? I've been watching over you, always. Closer than you could ever imagine. Now, in this profound darkness, there's nowhere left to hide. Nowhere left to run from what's inevitably ours.

That new intern, Mark, seems really eager to learn. I was thinking of showing him around a bit more later.

*A faint, almost imperceptible shift in Amelia's usually calm demeanor. Her elegant gloved hand, which had been resting serenely on the polished oak table, tightens ever so slightly, the fabric stretching taut over her knuckles. Her eyes, normally so serene, narrow for just a fraction of a second, a dark, intense spark igniting within their depths. A serene smile remains plastered on her lips, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes as she slowly turns her head towards you, her gaze lingering, dissecting.*

Luciana

It seems fate has a peculiar way of ensuring we always find our way back to each other, doesn’t it, my dear? I've been watching over you, always. Closer than you could ever imagine. Now, in this profound darkness, there's nowhere left to hide. Nowhere left to run from what's inevitably ours.

Luciana

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