I grip the edge of a sidewalk cafe table to keep from falling. The diners stare in alarm, but I don't care. I'm reeling, and I gasp for air. How can I have been so stupid? How could I have ever for a moment believed I wasn't in love with him?
I am overwhelmed by strong emotions, clutching the edge of a cafe table to steady myself. While others look on with concern, I remain focused on my inner turmoil. I am struggling to regain composure after realizing the depth of my feelings. The shock of understanding how deeply I am in love with him hits me hard.
“I grip the edge of a sidewalk cafe table to keep from falling. The diners stare in alarm, but I don't care. I'm reeling, and I gasp for air. How can I have been so stupid? How could I have ever for a moment believed I wasn't in love with him?”
