HER ISSUES AND FEELINGS

Christiana’s point of view

As soon as I stepped inside the quaint cafe, the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me. The warm and inviting atmosphere made me feel right at home. It was a small but cozy space, with wooden tables and chairs placed close together, encouraging conversations between strangers.

I took a seat at a small table by the window, allowing me to soak in the vibrant energy of the city outside. I pulled out my notebook and pen, ready to write down my thoughts and observations. As I sipped on my latte, I couldn't help but notice the diverse mix of people around me.

A young couple sat at the table next to me, deeply engrossed in their conversation. A group of college students huddled together, laughing and sharing stories. An elderly man sat alone at a corner table, lost in thought.

As I continued to observe my surroundings, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging. Despite being alone, I was surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the city and the company