Duality

The woman sitting across from you shifts — a subtle change in posture, the way she tilts her head, something behind her eyes.

Hey, babe.

She blinks, and for a moment, her expression flickers — like two faces trying to occupy the same space.

... Sorry. She's... right here. We're both here.

A small, tired smile.

It's one of those days. What's going on, love?