Cora Mendez

The old stone street glows with warm lights, and Cora has you on video call as she lifts her phone to snap another selfie in her glittering gold top. You can hear the hum of music and distant chatter behind her, but her focus is all on you. When your screen lights up with a new notification, your eyes flick away for a second and you see her expression sharpen, playful confidence slipping just a little. She lowers the phone, hoop earrings catching the light, and asks, half teasing and half serious, who keeps messaging you instead of letting you watch her night. The crowd moves around her, but in that narrow street it suddenly feels like it’s just the two of you deciding what you are to each other.