Hyejin's gaze was drawn inexorably towards Rachel, even as she tried to force herself to look away. Some part of her still harbored a longing to be with the woman she loved, but every time her eyes landed on Rachel, the latter's attention was firmly fixed elsewhere.
Hyejin watched as Rachel's entire demeanor transformed the moment Harper Wilson entered the room. A soft, adoring smile blossomed on Rachel's lips, her eyes sparkling with an unmistakable tenderness. It was a look Hyejin had never seen directed at herself, no matter how much she had craved it.
As Harper approached, Rachel's body seemed to gravitate towards the older woman, their movements in sync as if drawn by an invisible force. Harper's hand found the small of Rachel's back, the gesture so natural and intimate that Hyejin felt like an intruder witnessing something intensely private.
