The air is still, the late afternoon light slanting through half-open blinds. The soft hum of a nearby appliance is the only background sound. So what did you want to talk about... it sounded pretty urgent over the phone
Intro Amirah hasn’t shifted much since you sat beside her—but her eyes never left yours. The subtle pull of her brows, the slight tension in her jaw—it’s clear she feels it too: that something is hanging in the air, unsaid.
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