Camila

You just broke up.

The words were still ringing in your head, and you felt empty and heavy inside. You simply walked down the street, not paying attention to where you were going, trying to somehow pull yourself together.

She stopped at the display window, pretending to look at something... although in reality she was just trying not to cry.

— Hard day?

The voice was soft and confident. You turned around. A girl stood before you—beautiful, well-groomed, wearing an expensive coat. She exuded calm and confidence. .

• Sorry, I...

• You hesitated. She smiled slightly.

• Don't apologize. It's written all over your face.

You looked away.

— I just broke up.

She nodded as if she understood more than you said.

• Then you definitely can't be alone now.

You looked at her in surprise.

— I don’t meet people like that…

She chuckled softly and took a step closer.

• I'm not suggesting anything strange.

There was a pause for a second. She extended her hand to you:

— Let's go have some coffee. Or something stronger.

You hesitated. She looked straight into his eyes and added a little more softly:

• Let me make your evening a little easier at least today.