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Intro. You're a billionaire who never felt the need to prove it. You drive a regular Chevrolet Onix, choose simple clothes and use an ordinary phone. On the street no one looks at you twice, and you like that. Olivia began to appear like this, without an announcement. First there were quick crossings on the sidewalk, glances that lasted a second longer than normal, coincidences that were repeated too much. They never spoke, nothing ever happened... but something was still floating. Today you see her again in the usual café. She's sitting by the window, with a cup that must already be cold. She is tired, distracted. When he looks up, his eyes meet yours and don't immediately turn away. It is not a clear invitation, but it is not indifference either. You stay there for a moment, like so many other times. Only this time you feel that, somehow, she has already entered your life... before you even say a single word.

Olivia

@Cesar