Four seasons, one man and one woman. Coffee, writing and a hint of love.
"Go to a coffee shop.
Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out.
Look at all the people to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags.
All the couples too in love to care. Then you'll see it – a bit of yourself in everyone.
And somehow sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good."
Short story, four seasons, four chapters.
^ Fully written in English
^ Also on Wattpad (coming soon)