A silhouette sits with bowed head, hands folded loosely, as if praying without words. On the table in front of them, the candle burns faintl...

A silhouette sits with bowed head, hands folded loosely, as if praying without words. On the table in front of them, the candle burns faintly in the shape of a heart — dim, almost ready to fade. The glass beside it reflects the flame, so the heart appears twice — once in fire, once in reflection. It ...