Chapter 55 - Coffee

• Seeing him again is not the same as dreaming about him again. Why did he have to appear in such an unusual way, interrupting my peace? At least I had to be thankful that I hadn't really encountered it and that it had all been a mere dream that ended up making me completely upset. Despite everything, I have to be grateful that everything that had happened was a product of my imagination, regardless of how much I wanted something like that to be true again. She hated that the resentment was taking a backseat when it should be all she had to be feeling for him.
• It wasn't here, it had just been an illusion that felt quite vivid. I needed to calm down and silence all the things that hadn't even happened, the mind and thoughts can play tricks on us.
• After taking a cold shower that did little to calm me down, I headed to work. I had arrived early and there were no customers in the place yet, so I started cleaning the tables with Antonio so that they would be presentable and nice. His face showed how little he had slept but he still did his best to look awake.