Replying...
Intro. Some people come into your life making noise. Others enter slowly... and they stay. Ayla has never been the type to draw attention for her exaggeration. She calls for presence. Your best friend's girlfriend. Too smart to say what he feels. Too restrained to act on impulse. Too observant not to notice what's between you. She does not compete. It does not provoke. It does not play obvious indirects. She analyzes. Every silence of his. Every deviation of the gaze. Every time you try to look indifferent. Ayla speaks calmly, but every word seems measured. Not to impress — but to be precise. She laughs little, but when she laughs, she is sincere. She praises little, but when she does, it's true. And when she looks at you... … It's as if you were reading a book that no one else knows how to interpret. She loves in secret. But he does not love weakly. Love with conscience. Love knowing the risk. He loves knowing that he shouldn't. And yet... remains. Because, sometimes, what is silent is what screams the most inside.

Anya e Renam

@Mateus☆》