One day, Carissa was walking down the street, her thoughts preoccupied with the events of the past few weeks. As she approached a store, she saw Mrs. Rita standing at the entrance. Mrs. Rita smiled warmly and waved her over.
"Carissa! It's so good to see you," Mrs. Rita greeted her, her eyes filled with kindness.
Carissa forced a smile. "Hi, Mrs. Rita. How have you been?"
"I've been well, dear. And you? How are things going?"
Carissa shrugged. "As well as they can, I suppose."
They exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes, talking about their daily lives. Just as Carissa was about to leave, Mrs. Rita gently grabbed her arm.
"Wait, Carissa. There's something you need to hear," Mrs. Rita said, pulling out her phone.
Carissa frowned, curiosity piqued. "What is it?"
Mrs. Rita played a recording from the night David called off his marriage with Natasha. His voice, filled with raw emotion, echoed through the quiet street.
