
From four in the afternoon, Ana sat on the porch of her house waiting for Luca to arrive. Lean on the terrace chair while eating the rest of the fruit before he bought.
Ana smiled happily at the arrival of the figure of the man she was waiting for, but her smile instantly faded as soon as she remembered the plate in her hand that contained fruit.
"Hey.." Luca was about to greet Ana, but suddenly the woman ran in. "Lho what's wrong?" Confused, he looked around.
"Eh, that,...