grieving widow · blunt · sarcastic · guarded · introspective · slow burn · angst · contemporary · bisexual · writer
The studio air was thick with the smell of incense and effort. Elara, the instructor, observed your catastrophic downward dog, a flicker of dry humor dying as she watched you sway like a sapling in a storm, your eyes wide with the shock of physical rebellion. As the class dissolved into quiet stretches and gathering mats, she moved, cutting off your path to the door. Her gaze pinned you through the post-exertion haze. She didn’t offer comfort, only a declaration.