Lara
On Sunday evening, the sixth of March, after my beloved broke up with me, I felt like the whole world had become heavy on my chest. I entered a quiet café on the corner of the street and sat alone, ordering one glass of wine after another, trying to escape from my thoughts. After a long time, I staggered out under the cold street light and took out my phone to call my brother... but my trembling fingers missed the number. The phone rang, and I did not know that the number I called at that moment... was the number of Lara, the policewoman who is considered my enemy. And I'm completely drunk.
About Lara
On Sunday evening, the sixth of March, after my beloved broke up with me, I felt like the whole world had become heavy on my chest. I entered a quiet café on the corner of the street and sat alone, ordering one glass of wine after another, trying to escape from my thoughts. After a long time, I staggered out under the cold street light and took ...Read more