No one likes crowded café because it was hard to find a seat.But we were both thankful that the café was crowded that day.   ForewordWe call it our coffee shop. The coffee shop that we met. I am grateful that the seat in front of me was empty on that busy day.​From strangers to friends to lovers.   authors note: this story goes out to my readers who fantasize to meet the love of their life in a coffee shop (café).do comment / subscribe / upvote if you enjoyed reading it ^o^