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MAYA

Author: ELSA RIVERS
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-19 20:19:29

THIRD PERSON POV

The bass from the sound system was a physical thing, a throbbing pulse that vibrated through the floorboards and up into Leo’s spine. He was leaning against a wall, a cool bottle of beer in his hand, watching the sea of undulating bodies in his friend’s overcrowded apartment. He hated these things, the forced merriment, the shouted conversations over music no one truly liked. He was about to make his excuses and leave when he saw her.

She was across the room, not dancing but talking animatedly with a small group. She wasn't shouting; she was leaning in, her expressions doing most of the work. A laugh escaped her, a sound that cut through the monotonous thrum of the music like a clear bell. It was genuine, unforced. She tucked a strand of dark, curly hair behind her ear, and the simple gesture held a grace that captivated him. She was wearing a simple emerald green dress that contrasted beautifully with her warm skin tone, and when she moved, the fabric hinted at the c
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