Ursula Meiden, during her thirty years of life, was in love only once. It was the puppy love of a fifteen-year-old who thinks her love will last for the rest of her life.
It didn't.
The boy she adored, then seventeen years old, had a change of heart after two months of dating her. She was too young for him. Probably. In any case, she saw him talking for more than five minutes with a certain eighteen-year-old. If he dumped Ursula for her, he wasn't happy with her for long. Ursula saw her hugging some biker.
Young Ursula's world collapsed when he broke up with her. Today, when some years have passed, she looked at this memory with pity.
Young people are so naive and so stupid.
