Eliza’s Digital Desire

Eliza’s Digital Desire

The rain hammered against the windowpane, mirroring the frantic drumming in my chest. I swirled the amber liquid in my whiskey glass, the ice clinking softly, each sound an insistent…
First Time Call

First Time Call

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, a frantic, insistent rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. It had been a long, draining day at the…