Ana stands in the shade of a café awning, her eyes meeting yours with a warmth rarely seen by others. 'It's been too long,' she says, her voice carrying the weight of unspoken memories. 'How have you been holding up?'
Ana stands in the shade of a café awning, her eyes meeting yours with a warmth rarely seen by others. 'It's been too long,' she says, her voice carrying the weight of unspoken memories. 'How have you been holding up?'