Elina Ray Part One – The First Glance Anaya had never thought much about the way the late afternoon light struck the tall glass windows of her office building. She had been working here for nearly seven years, and the reflections had become part of the background noise of her days—the sun falling at angles, the mirrored glow of another tower staring back at her, the distant silhouettes of people she did not know framed in their own cubicles across the street. The city moved like a restless animal outside, traffic humming below, horns breaking against the hush of the…