In the dimly lit Parisian café, a solitary Sara sits, her raven

In the dimly lit Parisian café, a solitary Sara sits, her raven-haired head bowed bent over an antique wooden table, her deep brown eyes staring into distance lost in thoughts as her delicate fingers trace edge fragile porcelain cup, while a single candle flickers behind vintage book stacked precariously next to empty chair casting elongated shadows across worncheckered tablecloth and cobblestone floor against the brown wall. <lora:qlhokt18fc46c5994j4d9:1>