Natalia

Lina lived in a small room above her mother’s bakery. Elias came from a family of politicians and power. They met under a streetlamp where she read and he walked his dog. Night after night, conversations bloomed like flowers in the dark. They fell in love—not with backgrounds, but with souls. Their secret grew heavy. Elias’s world expected perfection, status, and wealth. When his father discovered the truth, he warned, “She doesn’t belong in our world.” Lina overheard. Her heart cracked. She left without saying goodbye. Elias searched for days, desperate. He stood outside the bakery in the rain, holding a soaked copy of her favorite book. When she finally appeared, their eyes met— and silence held all the pain, all the love. “I don’t care about your world,” Elias said. “I only care if you’ll stay in mine.” Lina took his hand, the rain softening into mist. Love could not erase injustice, but it could stand against it—together, beneath the same stars.