The last latter
In a quiet town by the sea, Lyla spent her days working in a small, charming bookstore. The air smelled of old pages and coffee, and she loved the peace it brought. She wasn’t in a rush to find love, but she dreamt of it—of someone who would understand her heart as deeply as the characters in her favorite books.
One rainy afternoon, a man named Alex walked into the store. He had kind eyes, an easy smile, and an old leather jacket that seemed to have its own story to tell. He asked for a book, and they started talking. Hours slipped by unnoticed as they bonded over shared love for poetry, old films, and quiet moments. But there was something about Alex—a sadness in his eyes—that caught Lyla’s attention.
As days turned into weeks, Alex kept coming back. Their conversations grew deeper, and Lyla...
One rainy afternoon, a man named Alex walked into the store. He had kind eyes, an easy smile, and an old leather jacket that seemed to have its own story to tell. He asked for a book, and they started talking. Hours slipped by unnoticed as they bonded over shared love for poetry, old films, and quiet moments. But there was something about Alex—a sadness in his eyes—that caught Lyla’s attention.
As days turned into weeks, Alex kept coming back. Their conversations grew deeper, and Lyla...