Voyage - Uloge 👑

As the sun set, the world blurred again. They were back in their own bodies, sitting at opposite ends of the room. No words were spoken, but the resentment had vanished. They didn't need to be together anymore, but they finally understood the weight of the roles they had been playing. Luka stood up, left his drink, and walked out into the night—not because he had stopped loving her, but because he finally understood that her "role" was just as heavy as his.

Suddenly, the room blurred. When Luka’s vision cleared, he wasn't holding a glass; he was holding a delicate silver clutch. He looked down—his hands were smaller, his skin softer. He was looking at himself across the room. Across the café, "Luka" was staring back with wide, terrified eyes. The roles had shifted. Voyage - Uloge

"I wish we could swap," he whispered to the empty chair across from him. "Just for a day." As the sun set, the world blurred again