Love At The Wrong Table

As the drunkard spoke, Ellie wrinkled her nose at the unmistakable scent of alcohol wafting in. She instinctively covered her nose.

“I’m out of wine, but I can lend you some cash,” Yosef offered casually, producing a stack of bills.

“Whoa, you’re a lifesaver!”

The man accepted the money without a second thought, leaving without bothering count it or leave an IOU.

“Mr. Yosef, do you often lend a hand like this?” Ellie inquired.

Yosef nodded.

“You’re kind-hearted, but didn’t you just say kindness might not always pay off? Why be so generous then?” Ellie’s confusion was evident in her innocent gaze.

“It’s because of a woman. She changed my perspective,” Yosef admitted openly.

With a sigh, he looked up at the sky, where the memory of Queenie lingered in his thoughts.

“I see. Mr. Yosef, can you tell me who she is?”

Ellie looked a little disappointed. So, Mr. Yosef already has someone he likes.

“She’s dead.”

said that, his expression turned

I’m terribly sorry!” Ellie quickly apologized, her voice filled with sympathy.

his eyes tracing its vast expanse. In a somber tone, he

back to the village. Everyone rejected and insulted me. I was so desperate I

and roped me into playing games, showing me the true meaning of happiness.

of my existence. But later

Yosef poured out his heart, Ellie couldn’t

glimpsed Ellie’s sorrow, finding a sense of solace within.

his pain with. Now, as Ellie shed tears for him, offering solace for hi inner sadness,

surely find another woman as kind

always be rewarded. But in doing good deeds, we find our

and he turned to look

kindness to you, and you’ll cherish her forever. You showed kindness to me, and I’ll remember you

he approached, gently

there, no

“Okay, I’ll stóp.”

her tears with her sleeve. She wanted to say

Yosef, you wretch! I finally

against the door frame with one hand,