His Unfinished Love Story
Despite the professional facade, my heart was in turmoil.
During my free time, I would walk by the Limmat, admiring the beautiful swans and the happy youth. One day, I saw a beautiful ginger woman in a wheelchair, her head bowed and tears streaming down her face. I couldn't believe my eyes at first, but it was Scarlet, my first love.
"Scarlet? What are you doing here?" I asked, approaching her.
She wiped her tears and looked up at me, forcing a smile. "Just enjoying the view."