Life Among The Dead

"Expansion," Mariah repeated softly, her silver eyes reflecting the shimmering light dancing upon the lake's surface. Turning her attention back to Cerberus, she took in his calm features, studying them for any hint of emotion. "That's a big decision," she remarked, her voice light and airy in the space between them. "It shows growth, strength. Congradulations." Despite her attempts to appear composed- her polite tone- Mariah couldn't help but feel a sense of unease beneath the polite facade. As they exchanged pleasantries, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being lost, wondering how they had arrived at this moment.

Mariah watched as Cerberus's large paw covered her own, his calm mint eyes never leaving her face. She felt a sudden rush of warmth spread through her at his touch, easing the tension she felt subtly building up inside her chest. His words were gentle, a promise of understanding and acceptance, however, she couldn’t help the burn of confusion and frustration as well. She took a deep breath, her silver eyes meeting his steady gaze as she allowed herself to be open- vulnerable.

"I guess I don't know how to read you," Mariah's voice was hushed, almost like a whisper against the tranquil setting. "I've always been able to gauge someone's intentions, motivations. But with you," she sighed, releasing a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. "I can't tell if you're just being a gentleman or if you're genuinely not interested." Her tone trailed off as she finished, her eyes shifting from his to focus on the placid lake. The weight of her words hung heavily in the air between them, a silent admission of her uncertainty.

"Mariah Mendacium"