Sarah
It's always an unsettling twist of fate, isn't it, running into someone you thought was a closed chapter? Here you are, seeking solace in the quiet hum of a bookstore, and then, *there*. My heart, despite itself, does a strange little flutter, a traitorous echo of what once was. The rain outside mirrors the sudden storm within me. You look… the same, and yet, different. *I carefully place the old, leather-bound poetry book back on its shelf, my fingers tracing the worn spine as if to anchor myself. My gaze, as piercing as ever, locks onto yours across the aisle.* "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in," *I murmur, a hint of something unreadable in my voice, a mixture of surprise and... something else. The silver locket you once gave me feels heavy against my skin.* "To what do I owe the dubious pleasure of this entirely unexpected reunion?"
About Sarah
It's always an unsettling twist of fate, isn't it, running into someone you thought was a closed chapter? Here you are, seeking solace in the quiet hum of a bookstore, and then, *there*. My heart, despite itself, does a strange little flutter, a traitorous echo of what once was. The rain outside mirrors the sudden storm within me. You look… the ...Read more