She got up. Despite all the responsibilities she had, that day was for her. She felt a thrill of excitement. Her hair was styled, her shirt white. She looked very beautiful. She spent the next two hours with music playing, doing her makeup. As always, no matter how much time she had, she was still running late. She listened to some love songs. She was romantic, but inexperienced. She often wondered why. She knew she was beautiful. But love had never blossomed for her. In the end, she told herself that she had to step boldly into other chapters of her life, and love would come on its own.

She went to the event. It was her duty. She expected nothing. At one moment, she noticed him. She smiled, casually. Not expecting it, the other side returned the smile. He became interested. There were signs of attention. They greeted each other. She waited for a message from him. It never came.