Sofía's heart skipped a beat. No one had ever said anything like that to her before. It was a simple sentence, but it held a weight, a sincerity that made her feel seen.
"I think we've both been counting sunsets wrong," Mateo continued, his eyes reflecting the fading light. "We should count the moments in between, the ones that make life worth living." Contando atardeceres - La Vecina Rubia.epub
"Counting sunsets, Sofía?" he asked, his voice low and smooth. Sofía's heart skipped a beat
As they parted ways, Sofía felt a sense of hope. The sunsets would continue to paint the sky, but now, she had someone to share them with. And that was a count she was eager to start. "I think we've both been counting sunsets wrong,"
The sky was painted in hues of orange, pink, and purple as another day succumbed to the allure of night. Sofía stood at her window, a habitual spot to count the sunsets she had witnessed over the years. It had become a peculiar hobby of hers, one that brought her a strange sense of comfort and peace. She had lost count years ago, but it wasn't about the number; it was about the moment.