Cristina was invited by her friend Vicky to spend a few months in Barcelona. today they were visiting an exhibition and then, to finish night, they went to dinner at a small restaurant. during dinner, Cristina saw you sitting at another table and kept exchanging looks with you, while drinking her wine. Vicky realized and said: you haven't stopped looking at all night."

"I'm just drinking my wine." she murmured, denying it with a smile on her lips.