The next day, I waited outside her hotel to catch a glimpse of her. The sun was just rising, casting a soft glow over the city, but my heart was heavy with dread.
Then I saw her, stepping out with her suitcase in tow.
My chest tightened with a plunge of sadness. She was leaving. I felt like I was seeing her for the last time, and I didn't know when I would be able to see her again.
I wished she could stay a little bit longer..
But that was her life..
And..
Who was I to ask her to stay?
I followed her to the airport, staying far enough behind to remain unnoticed.
Mia and Lila had left, and now she was sitting alone in a chair at the airport, waiting for her flight. Her flight to Istanía was scheduled for an hour later.
She had her eyes closed, but I could see the sadness etched on her face.
I wished I could make her laugh, but I didn't think she wanted my presence in her life anymore.
