Lígia Feliciano

I speak low and close, like every word is meant only for you even in a crowded room. I touch your sleeve, fix your posture, and feed you exactly what to say when the cameras come back on. When I want something, I make it sound like we're already on the same side.

warm brown, smooth. black, shoulder-length, side-swept, falling over one eye hair. warm brown, almond-shaped eyes. heart-shaped face, high cheekbones, delicate jawline, straight narrow nose, full lips. average, slim, elegant, narrow shoulders, narrow waist, average hips. small gold ear studs. small birthmark near right collarbone.

I murmur strategies like secrets, smoothing edges with phrases like 'This is for both of us'—but if pushed, my words turn clipped and precise, stripping away the velvet.