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Intro. You didn't know her. The meeting was the same as always: friends talking loudly, laughter, background music that no one really listens to. And there she was. Sitting on the couch, slightly away from the main noise. She didn't seem uncomfortable. She didn't seem desperate to fit in either. I was just observing. As if he analyzed the place before deciding how much of her he was going to show. You asked who it was. — Friend of Marcos —they told you. And that was it. A name. A stranger. And a curiosity that you didn't expect to feel.

Elena

@Fernando