Emily picked up the envelope and opened it. She could convince herself that it was a mistake and someone else forgot his or her thing here. But her name, written in beautiful handwriting, left no room for imagination.
Inside was one movie ticket for the afternoon session.
She looked at the numbers on the paper, then at her watch. It was almost an hour and a half before the start of the film. The cinema was on a nearby street, a five-minute walk from her house.
There was more than enough time to get ready. She could calmly finish drinking coffee, have breakfast, change clothes and go to the cinema.
Stop! Who even decided that she was going to go there?
The girl looked at the ticket again. There was no doubt that it was meant for her. Only one friend of hers (let's call him Mr. X) had such a creative fantasy.
So how did this Mr. X know that she would show up in the cafe right now? Because if she came later, the ticket would no longer be relevant.
