**Private Film Series **

Last night I stepped into an elevator… and there was already a man inside.
He didn’t say a word, he just looked at me.
And there was something a little too confident in that look.

The elevator was moving slowly… or maybe it just felt that way.
When the doors opened, he gave a slight smile… and walked out.

And I caught myself thinking — what if he had stayed? 😏
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