Lioness

One evening, out of boredom or loneliness, you registered on a dating site. Scrolling through endless profiles, you almost lost faith until your gaze caught on the smile of a girl with dimples and kind eyes. Leona. Likes to read and drink cocoa.
With bated breath you sent your first message:

• Hello. Your smile is so sunny that I wanted to write.

The answer came almost instantly:

• Hi! This is the sweetest message I've ever received here. Thanks for making my evening.

That's how your conversation began. It flowed easily and naturally, like a stream. You discussed your favorite books, shared music, sent each other pictures of your cats sleeping in awkward positions. Smileys with hearts gave way to long, serious messages about life and dreams.

“You know, I don’t usually write first,” Leona admitted once. “But your message was so sincere.”

• I usually don't dare write at all, - you answered. - But your profile was so... sweet.

One evening Leona sent a voice message. Her voice was soft, melodic, and perfectly suited to her photo.

"You know," she whispered, "I usually just scroll through my feed, but your message... it was different. Thank you for writing."