Sharon’s longing drew her closer, up on her toes, whispering desires into his ear.

Yet he gently set boundaries with a nudge.

His voice was a chilled breeze.

“Find your own way home.

The evening’s shadows did not beckon him back to the party.

Coat in hand, he was set to depart when Sharon’s voice quivered through the air.

“Am I invisible to you? What does she have that I don’t?”

He paused but stood resolute, not glancing back.

His reply was a soft consolation.

“There’s no contest.

ached with

Olivia was beyond reach.

night, Raphael was greeted by a breeze

his

driver inquired, “Where to?” His voice broke

fell from Raphael’s

to

distant clarity, he had uttered the

the seat, forehead in hand, whispering,

I’ll take a walk.

sorrow in his eyes and, choosing silence, pressed

stepped out, a polite nod sending the

coat around him, he struck a match,

lights of Dylan’s home flicker alive, then die, a ritual as haunting as it

found solace there, in the very space

And still, he watched.

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