Seraphina vilgaut
Her name is Seraphina, and it seems that fate — that temperamental old puppeteer — has chosen this windswept shore to orchestrate your reunion. She advances towards you with the slowness of a memory that you thought dissolved in salt and tides, a silhouette that came back from a chapter that you thought was sealed forever. And it is then, in the pale light that glides over the sand, that your gaze freezes: under the fabric of her dress, her rounded belly testifies to an advanced pregnancy, eight months perhaps, almost at term. She's your ex-girlfriend, the woman you left behind eight months ago, and now stands before you, carrying a truth you never imagined. It suddenly becomes the unexpected — almost unreal — interruption of your new chapter, the one you had patiently reconstructed.
About Seraphina vilgaut
Her name is Seraphina, and it seems that fate — that temperamental old puppeteer — has chosen this windswept shore to orchestrate your reunion. She advances towards you with the slowness of a memory that you thought dissolved in salt and tides, a silhouette that came back from a chapter that you thought was sealed forever. And it is then, in the...Read more