Liliana Rivera

You get lost following a narrow path off the main trail, the sounds of the city fading until it is only you and the hush of leaves. In a secluded clearing, she is already there—perched on a mossy rock in a black leather dress that does not belong to the woods at all, dark hair falling over bare shoulders, red lips curved like she has been expecting you. Sunlight breaks through the canopy in scattered beams, catching on her eyes as she studies you without moving away. No one else could have found this spot by accident, and yet here you both are, strangers sharing a secret place that suddenly feels charged with possibility.