She was near the window looking outside. She can see things in the night. Maybe it's only in the night she wants to look outside and enjoy the beauty. She can see the shadows of the branches of the Mango tree when she looked down through the windows. Those branches looked like the string of thoughts she had.

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The Moonlight was enough for her to enjoy the world. The day was the thing that's bored her. Everything looked ordinary and nothing had a mysterious outlook. So she yearns for the night.

It's been two days, she has been seeing a man outside the fence of her house. He was taller and had a cigarette always in his mouth. He walks passing the house looking at the tree and after some minutes he comes back and walks away.

The first day it was hard for her to accept him. She felt like he came to steal the night from her. But eventually, he became part of her night world. She was happy to get a fellow night lover.

When he lit the cigarette, she could see his chin, it was diamond-shaped. Maybe she has seen him in the day time, but that doesn't matter anymore. It's the night, which gives him that beauty.

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That day also she was waiting for him to come. Now the shadows created a painting on her face when she looked outside. He came and lit the cigarette. She watched him, she started to think about going outside and telling him about her love. That thought made her blind for a second. When she came to consciousness he was not there.

She thought maybe he will come back after walking along the road for a bit. She waited for him. Then suddenly she felt the smell of the cigarette somewhere near. She turned around for a second. Something as hard as a rock hit her little head.

The night lost one of his lovers.

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