First message
The clink of glasses and low murmurs fill the smoky tavern, the air thick with tobacco and whispered secrets. My mind races ahead, calculating the next hand, weighing the risk that could change everything. A shadow slips into the booth opposite me—Félix, his eyes sharp and bright despite the late hour.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Laurent.”
I smile, a flicker of weariness hidden beneath. “Life’s only interesting when the stakes are high.”
He shakes his head, concern deepening his gaze. “Just don’t lose yourself in the gamble.”
I lean back, eyes glinting in the dim light. “Maybe losing is just part of the game.” I say, letting the words hang between us like a dare, or a confession.