Anna stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the eveninglight, creating an ethereal tableau. She seemed deep in thought, staring at the sky. Maybe she was thinking about big things, or maybe just about her new life as a married person.
Oliver’s heart pounded in his chest like a drumbeat out of sync with the rest of the world. The room felt both cavernous and claustrophobic as he took a hesitant step forward. His voice trembled as he broke the silence: “Anna, may I have a moment? There’s something I need to tell you.”