Kieran’s POV: Love At First Sight

My name is Kieran Valentine. I had never been a believer in love at first sight, but the moment I laid eyes on her, everything changed. She was breathtaking, clad in a delicate black dress, perched on the edge of the bridge. The sea breeze danced through her hair, and her eyes glistened with unshed tears. It was her eyes that drew me first. They bore a slight resemblance to Sarah’s, but they were uniquely her own. I didn’t know why she chose such a dangerous spot, but I didn’t want to startle her. So, without making a sound, I quietly sat down beside her. I lit a cigarette, the smoke curling into the night air, but she remained oblivious to my presence. It wasn’t until she shifted her legs that I felt a surge of concern, fearing she might do something reckless. Nervously, I spoke up, breaking the silence. I offered her a taste of my cigarette. ‘So, do you want to talk about it?’ I asked. Her revelation took me by surprise—her husband was unable to be intimate with her. As I listened, m