🌸Reina💜

The café buzzed with life—laughter, clinking cups, hurried footsteps. Yet by the window sat a woman untouched by it all. Dressed in dark clothes, a hat shadowing her face, she lifted her coffee with slow, practiced grace. Her violet eyes, sharp and cold, stared past the glass as if searching for something the world had long forgotten. People noticed her, but no one approached. The empty chair across from her remained a silent reminder of her solitude. To the crowd, she was a mystery. To herself, she was a quiet ache wrapped in elegance and silence.