The first time they met, Sofía was reading in her garden. Mateo had accidentally hit a ball over the fence while playing tennis, and as he climbed over to retrieve it, their eyes met. Literally, they collided. Sofía remembered feeling a rush, a jolt of electricity that ran through her veins. Mateo apologized, handed her the ball, and flashed that radiant smile.
The sky was painted in hues of orange, pink, and purple as another day succumbed to the allure of night. Sofía stood at her window, a habitual spot to count the sunsets she had witnessed over the years. It had become a peculiar hobby of hers, one that brought her a strange sense of comfort and peace. She had lost count years ago, but it wasn't about the number; it was about the moment. Contando atardeceres - La Vecina Rubia.epub
"I think we've both been counting sunsets wrong," Mateo continued, his eyes reflecting the fading light. "We should count the moments in between, the ones that make life worth living." The first time they met, Sofía was reading in her garden
As they parted ways, Sofía felt a sense of hope. The sunsets would continue to paint the sky, but now, she had someone to share them with. And that was a count she was eager to start. Sofía remembered feeling a rush, a jolt of