The morning after, Sandra canticchiava started preparing the coffee. Sembrava così soddisfatta di sé. Era così sicura della sua vittoria.
“Come stai, mia cara?” » chiese. Your voice conveyed an indication of your concern.
I put the spalle in my mouth and spoke with a bass and rotten voice.
“So no devastata. This is what matters most to me. »

Una donna sad | Font: Midjourney
