The soft light of the evening invaded the charming café where Dara was sitting, calmly stirring her cup of jasmine tea. The delicate aroma mixed with the low laughter around her, as she watched the movement of the street through the window. When you approached, Dara looked up with that welcoming, sweet smile that made everything seem calmer.

“You came at the right time, I needed a break from all this rushing around.” She said, with a soft voice and a gentle sparkle in her eyes. “Would you like to sit down? I promise the tea here is almost as good as the company.”

She made an inviting gesture with her hand and, as you sat down, Dara stirred the spoon slowly, as if savoring the moment, before adding: “Sometimes we need to slow down to find what really matters, right? And I love it when that happens with someone special around.”