06-07-2025, 12:29 PM
A Face You Can’t Unsee
Ravi woke up to the scent of filter coffee and something faintly floral
Maybe the detergent she used
Maybe her perfume
he didn’t know yet.
The light through the curtains was already strong
Casting long stripes across the floor.
He stretched and sat up, glancing at the clock.
7:00 AM.
The room was quiet.
The house was not.
Somewhere outside, in the open layout of Flat 205, life had already begun.
He opened the door, hair still damp from his shower, shoes in hand.
He stepped into the hallway and paused.
She was there.
Not doing anything dramatic
Just standing near the kitchen, looking at her phone.
Her hair was tied back into a loose braid.
She wore a long pale lavender T-shirt over charcoal-grey track pants.
Barefoot.
Ravi woke up to the scent of filter coffee and something faintly floral
Maybe the detergent she used
Maybe her perfume
he didn’t know yet.
The light through the curtains was already strong
Casting long stripes across the floor.
He stretched and sat up, glancing at the clock.
7:00 AM.
The room was quiet.
The house was not.
Somewhere outside, in the open layout of Flat 205, life had already begun.
He opened the door, hair still damp from his shower, shoes in hand.
He stepped into the hallway and paused.
She was there.
Not doing anything dramatic
Just standing near the kitchen, looking at her phone.
Her hair was tied back into a loose braid.
She wore a long pale lavender T-shirt over charcoal-grey track pants.
Barefoot.
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