ThoughtsofVinci
She called him her ideal. Her words echoed like praise, but not quite love.
Azriel wasn't the one she truly meant just a reflection of him.
In a world where names don't always match the hearts they reach, Claire and Azriel meet by chance again. Their connection lingers between the lines of friendship and something unspoken platonic, yet painfully poetic.
Told from Azriel's perspective, this is a slow-burning ache of two souls dancing around a truth neither dares to name.