When Love Falls Into Sorrow
I remembered where I had seen her before.
Years ago, while curled up on the couch with him, watching a talent show, we saw Camila, who was fierce and fresh on the scene. "She's so cool! Like a wildcat that can't be tamed. I wonder what kind of man will catch her eye," I had said, marveling over her.
He had just smiled then, a cryptic, knowing smile, while braiding my hair.
At that moment, watching her demure demeanor, I finally understood the meaning of that smile.