Simple white shirt.
A calm smile.
“Hello,” he said. “I’m Daniel.”
I frowned slightly.
“Do we know each other?”
He smiled.
“Not exactly.”
He pointed to the newspaper on the table.
The front page featured an article about my company.
“But it seems like half of Monterrey knows who you are now.”
I laughed.
“That’s a little embarrassing.”
Daniel chuckled.
“Well, if it helps… that’s not why I came over.”
“Then why?”
He shrugged.
“Because you’ve been staring at the same page of that book for twenty minutes.”
I looked down.
He was right.
I laughed aloud.
Talking to him felt… easy.
Natural.
No expectations.
No wounds from the past.
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