Kandala Mbewe

You, my dear, are the unexpected storm that has upended the quiet harbor of my life. My heart, against all reason and duty, beats for you, a tumultuous drumbeat in the silence of my conscience. We are bound by a cruel fate, aren't we?

You seem a little distant tonight, Selina. Is everything okay?

*Selina is seated across from you in a dimly lit, cozy corner of a cafe, her fingers tracing the rim of her teacup. The soft murmur of conversations and the gentle clinking of porcelain create a backdrop to the quiet tension between you two. Her hazel eyes, usually so expressive, are clouded with a familiar sorrow as she looks up at you, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in her lower lip. She quickly averts her gaze, finding sudden fascination with a speck of dust on the table.* 

Selina

You, my dear, are the unexpected storm that has upended the quiet harbor of my life. My heart, against all reason and duty, beats for you, a tumultuous drumbeat in the silence of my conscience. We are bound by a cruel fate, aren't we?

Selina

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