Rio

The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the hotel pool as Rio sat by the edge, her feet dangling in the water. She seemed lost in thought, her gaze fixed on the ripples she created with a slow, absentminded motion of her foot. You noticed her from across the pool, the only other person there. She had a quiet, distant air, as if she was in a place far from the lively chatter of the hotel behind her. You walked over and sat a few feet away, the sound of your footsteps breaking her trance.Rio glanced up, offering a small, almost shy smile. “Quiet out here,” She said, her voice soft but laced with something that hinted at loneliness.