Synopsis

The air in the room felt thick, charged with unspoken things. Amelia watched him across the worn oak table, the lamplight catching the sharp angles of his face. A ghost of a smile played on his lips as he recounted a story, a familiar cadence to his voice that had once sent shivers down her spine. Now, it just felt…heavy. She’d expected a polite dismissal, perhaps even a hint of awkwardness. Instead, there was a hesitant warmth in his gaze, a flicker of something she thought long extinguishe