Hope

She was leaning forward, ready for a kiss. But he put a finger on her lips, whispering:
"Not now. Find me later"

Opening her eyes, Maria realized that she is still in her home, on her sofa. And then, her eyes could see the address card laying in the middle of the bowl, on her coffee table. It was not just a dream after all.

It was a black, metallic, little square of paper, with golden letters. Queen Industries, followed by an address." It was not a dream after all. Or i just fall asleep and wake up in the middle of a full Marvel nightmare movie." she was thinking.

With a quick move, she took the card and throw it into the recycle bin. All was good again.