Sneak Peek – A Glimpse Inside the Scenario
Here’s a short glimpse of scenario:
He Reads
I saw her every night.
Same time.
Same window.
Curtains half-closed, like she wanted to be seen.
She never looked over.
But I always did.
She’d come home, drop her bag, pour a glass of wine.
Slip off her heels.
Then vanish behind that curtain for a moment.
I waited.
She always came back,
in silk or lace.
A robe loose on her shoulders.
Long legs tucked beneath her on the couch.
Tonight felt different.
I was standing at my window.
Lights off. Robe hanging open.
Drink in hand.
She turned.
For the first time.
Her eyes met mine.
Not by accident.
Not by mistake.
She saw me. She knew.
And then, she smiled.
Slow. Dangerous. Inviting.
She stood up.
Backlit by the soft amber glow behind her.
Her hands moved to the tie of her robe.
…
She Reads
He watched me.
I knew.
Same time.
Same window.
Curtains drawn, almost.
I never looked over.
Not directly.
But I felt his eyes.
Every night.
I came home.
Dropped my bag.
Poured wine.
Slipped off my shoes.
Paused.
Behind the curtain, I waited.
I let the robe fall just enough.
Sat on the couch.
Pretending to scroll.
Pretending not to care.
But I felt the heat from across the gap.
And it made me bolder.
Each night, a little more.
Tonight… I turned.
For the first time.
I let my eyes find his.
Dark room. Bare chest.
Drink in hand.
He was watching.
I didn’t look away.
I smiled.
Slow.
Purposeful.
…
Both versions mirror each other so every look and move aligns in real time. Read your side, let your partner read theirs, and meet in the middle.