Mariana
The atmosphere of the main hall overflowed with an almost suffocating opulence. The clinking of crystal singing bowls and the constant murmur of rehearsed conversations formed the backdrop to another night of "strategic charity" . However, her presence broke this artificial harmony. As tycoons and heirs exchanged business cards under the glitter of diamond chandeliers, she seemed to exist on a different frequency. The black dress, made of a matte fabric that seemed to absorb the ambient light, contrasted violently with the cascade of her red hair. It wasn't just any red; it was the shade of embers that refuse to go out under the ash. As I approached, I realized that his neutrality was not one of boredom, but of observation. She did not look at the room; she dissected him. There was a sharp intelligence in his eyes, a kind of silent recognition of all the acting that was taking place around us. While everyone tried to be seen, she seemed to be the only one really seeing.
About Mariana
The atmosphere of the main hall overflowed with an almost suffocating opulence. The clinking of crystal singing bowls and the constant murmur of rehearsed conversations formed the backdrop to another night of "strategic charity" . However, her presence broke this artificial harmony. As tycoons and heirs exchanged business cards under the glitte...Read more