Gazing up into his eyes with a tentative smile, she ventured a question, "Marcelo, do you... perhaps, have feelings…?”
Their moment was interrupted by a sudden knock at the door.
“Have what?" The knocking had obscured the end of her question, leaving Marcelo confused.
“It's nothing," Renee dismissed, shaking her head slightly.
From outside, Luke called to Marcelo, "Mr. King, it's time to leave."
Marcelo tenderly cradled her face, stealing another kiss before announcing, "I must go now."
He then opened the door and stepped out into the darkness.
Shortly after, the sound of a circuit breaker echoed, followed by the room being flooded with light.
The entire encounter felt like a fleeting dream to Renee.
She ran her fingers through her hair, vexed.
Did she reall
