The morning light filtered through the small kitchen window. After the events of the previous day, Phoenix felt that it was time to try new habits.
Phoenix (inner thought): Today I will do something different. Something I have never tried before.
Phoenix stood next to Emma, arranging things at the kitchen counter.
Phoenix: “Emma, I was thinking… we could prepare something together. Tantra and Turkish telekinesis dishes.”
Emma (smiling): “I’d love to. It will be good for you to experience how they prepare them.”
Phoenix: “Yes… somehow I’m drawn to your culture. Everything here is so calm, that’s why I’d like to get to know it better.”
They prepared food together, laughing, the scent of spices mixing with that of fresh bread, while the noise of the city drifted in from afar.
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Ringing at the Door
Just as Phoenix was fiddling with the spices, the doorbell rang.
Phoenix (inner thought): Who could it be? We’re not expecting anyone today…
Phoenix opened the door, and her eyes met the familiar, deep gaze.
Albatross: “Good morning. I just came to check… if everything is alright with you.”
Phoenix remained distant, her voice calm but firm.
Phoenix: “Thank you very much, I’m fine. Don’t worry… thank you for coming, please forgive me, but I have to go now. I wish you a very nice day.”
For a moment, Albatross only looked at her, and in his gaze something new, unfamiliar flashed.
Albatross (inner thought): This distance… it’s something I’ve never experienced with a woman before. Something entirely different.
Phoenix closed the door. Albatross slowly walked down the street, and his thoughts lingered for minutes on the girl standing by the kitchen window.
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Phoenix and Emma stepped out of the apartment. Today Phoenix was starting her first day, but she was only going to an interview, at the company that Albatross would later be connected to.
Phoenix (inner thought): Everything is new. Today it’s just the interview… nothing else.
Emma: “Don’t be nervous, everything will be fine.”
Phoenix: “Thank you, Emma. It’s just the question… do I really belong here?”
The noise of the street, the breeze of the Bosphorus, and the morning light all danced around Phoenix as she headed toward the company, without anyone suspecting that fate would later draw Albatross directly into her close proximity.
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