“Hi there, are you Mandy? I'm Mia Johnson, but you can just call me Mia.” As soon as that guy walked past, this woman immediately greeted me with a smile. It was a smile that was undeniably sincere.
“Um, hi.” I awkwardly raised my hands in a wai because I was caught off guard. Honestly, I used to dislike her. You get what I mean, right? How could we like a woman who the person we love has feelings for?
“Feel free to ask me if you have any questions. You can move over and sit closer to me. There's a free spot right here.”
“Sure.” I smiled back. This woman was beautiful, really beautiful. She seemed cheerful and good-natured, harmless to anyone. Just a brief eye contact and chat convinced me she was kind, making me feel guilty for disliking her before, even though she knew nothing about
