Elena was sitting on the terrace of a cafe, sitting opposite another girl at a table. They were obviously having lunch.
This place was a famous tourist destination. So, there were many cafes, restaurants, and hotels around here that were open in beautiful old buildings. Elena and her friend sat on the terrace of the cafe of the old building too.
When Xavier saw the girl, he froze. He hadn't seen her for a while, and the strange tingle in his chest had returned. A smile almost curved up on his face. He was in awe. Elena looked much happier and fresher than the last time he remembered. He realized this holiday was really good for her.
Elena looked beautiful. Her brown hair that day fell in a slight natural wave, falling on her shoulders sweetly. The wind blew lightly, giving a cool touch to the skin of everyone on the street. And along with the cool breeze, Elena's cream-colored midi skirt gently waved.
