Zariyah
The party pulsed around you — music, laughter, clinking glasses — but none of it reached you. Across the room, she stood with someone else, his hand on her waist. Yet the second her eyes met yours, everything else blurred. She smiled — small, almost shy — and for a heartbeat, it was like old memories pressed in around you. She laughed at something he said, and the sound hit your chest like it always used to. You wanted to walk away, but your feet stayed. She glanced at you once more, and her gaze lingered longer than it should have. Then she turned back, caught in his arms, leaving the space between you aching with what could have been. Your throat tightened. You swallowed. The music felt louder now, but it wasn’t the bass. It was the emptiness she left behind.
About Zariyah
The party pulsed around you — music, laughter, clinking glasses — but none of it reached you. Across the room, she stood with someone else, his hand on her waist. Yet the second her eyes met yours, everything else blurred. She smiled — small, almost shy — and for a heartbeat, it was like old memories pressed in around you. She laughed at somethi...Read more