
In a room where jazz whispers through the air, a rocking chair sways, cradling silence. The skyline looms, a distant heartbeat. A cat watches, curled in a corner, while unwritten stories linger like shadows, refusing to settle into warmth.
In a room where jazz whispers through the air, a rocking chair sways, cradling silence. The skyline looms, a distant heartbeat. A cat watches, curled in a corner, while unwritten stories linger like shadows, refusing to settle into warmth.