A cup of hot chocolate and a slice of spoon cake with fruits on top were set neatly on a rectangular wooden table. It was paired with two maroon velvet sofas with a small, same-colored cushion for back support.
The sweet aroma of the rich, dark chocolate wafted through the air, and the delicious, visually appealing spoon cake with its fruit toppings couldn't distract the woman with eyes as beautiful as the moon from her reverie.
Unintentionally, as she glanced out the window, her gaze caught a pair of high school students in their uniforms walking hand in hand. The two showed no hesitation or shame in displaying their affection in public. The people around them didn't find it strange or even pay much attention, as the couple looked perfectly matched and harmonious, being of the same age.
Suddenly, clear liquid tears streamed down her plump cheeks, unstoppable and uncontrollable.
She was crying silently. She was jealous and grieving as she saw the couple's affection.
