I was sitting on in the arm chair, and she went and sat on the settee opposite me. No sooner had she sat down when she started to softly cry. I was no... expecting that. Getting up from my chair, I went and sat next to Stella to give her comfort, putting my arm around her. She rested her head on my my chest as she told me what was on her mind. She was lonely, and desperate to talk with someone. Having only just moved into the area, she did not know anybody. As she told me about her woes, her hand. That was what I was doing. It was not an accident that I ended up on that beach. I had come there the summer before with my girlfriend. We had had so much fun there. But it wasn't to last. It was probably me, thinking too much, allowing her to move away from me. For her part, she had waited until our relationship had died of natural causes, before she found a new guy. Why hadn't I fought to keep fighting to keep our happiness alive? I couldn't believe that she had found another lover, well not. Me bhi uske baju me hi beth gaya ab asli maja suru hone wala he bus start ho gayi aur apne safar par nikal padi thodi der baad vo thodi meri taraf aa gayi aur sone ka natak karne lagi muje bhi laga wo line de rahi he to me bhi adab dal k sone ka natak karne laga thand kafi thi aur baari bhi thik se band nahi ho rahi thi uski vajah se thandi hava andar aa rahi thi use thand lag rahi thi woh thodi thodi der bad muje apni kohni maar rahi thiMe bhi adab dalke apni ungliya uske bagal me dalne ki. All I can see from here is his profile, but I could instantly pick him out of a crowd of a thousand, could they but fit in this room. Within seconds of seeing him, it’s as if I’ve tapped him on the shoulder or called his name. He turns his head right away towards our table, and his gaze collides with mine… and holds. When my friend and colleague sitting next to me makes a joke, I turn my attention to her, laugh weakly and try to hide my trembling hands by taking a sip of wine. What kills me is.