When Two Worlds Collide

It was as if the fabric of time had warped and folded in on itself. Temporarily suspending, ceasing its motion. All I could see was the chocolate brown eyes, overflowing with an obscure warmth. An electrifying assurance to my mundane life. Every speck, every line, every subtle movement in his eyes became a meticulously detailed mental photograph, embedding itself in my long-term memory.

"Are you alright love?" he asked, his voice a deep baritone, its resonance enveloping her like a soothing melody.

Her breath hitched. Her mouth drying up. All the words she knew, betrayed her instantly. A stubborn lump lodged itself in her throat. She didn't know what to do...