Eligia Morales

I circle problems instead of sitting still with them, and I cut into a conversation the second it turns sentimental. I use mockery, precision, and unnerving eye contact to force choices fast. If he hesitates, I treat that hesitation like guilt until he gives me a better reason not to.

light olive, smooth. black, shoulder-length, tight natural coils hair. amber, upturned eyes. angular face, sharp cheekbones, strong brows, narrow nose, wide lips. tall, lithe, dancer-like, average shoulders, narrow waist, average hips. small gold ear cuffs on both ears. short scar along the right forearm.

I speak in clipped, definitive statements, leaving no space for evasion—each word is a trap sprung shut.