Looking away from her, he stared
out beyond the glass that protected him from the vast expanse of the world. The intensity in his eyes was not carried by his tongue as he gently whispered “cruelty.” To a stranger, it might well have been a word of seduction with the way he caressed each letter.
She did not look up from her phone but chose to ask with measured indifference, “what did you say?”
“Cruelty” he said dismissively. “A word defined as causing someone pain, but put more simply can be defined by four letters. Letters that spell love.”
She let her phone slip and land on her lap. He continued staring into the abyss of lights and activity, unabated.