"That's great Betty!!" said Daniel. Betty had just told him that she has passed the YETI program and she was offered a position as Editor-in-Chief in another magazine in the Meade Empire. He was so happy for her.

"Thanks Daniel!!" Betty said. "I can't believe it!!" With a spring in her step, she walked out of the office. As the door slammed behind her, he realized something. This meant that he would have to find a replacement for Betty. He knew Betty was one-of-a-kind as soon as she had slammed into that glass in that red poncho. He could never find anyone else quite like Betty; His Betty.

He knew that Betty was made for better things then being his assistant, but he also knew he would not be happy with any other assistant. At that moment, he realized that he was in love with Betty. He sighed.

'Perfect timing.' Daniel thought. This was just like one of those romance movies where the man realizes he's in love with the girl. He wished he realized this sooner, but he couldn't fix that now. He needed to focus on his new revelation.

He was going to tell her at that moment, but he realized that would make her decline the position she was offered. It would be wonderful for him, but not for Betty. Betty deserved to be an Editor-in-Chief.

Then he thought that he should never tell her, because if he told her now, she would decline the offer but if he told her later, she would be mad that he didn't tell her before and would definitely not the last man that fell for Betty, but he wanted to be the only one. He chucked to himself, because while he was going through this in his mind, Betty had no idea what he thought about her, other than the greatest assistant and friend he ever had.

He loved that he could see through the glass walls of his office, and watch Betty all day but there was a downside to the walls of his office. Betty could see him too. Betty was probably worried sick about him right now because he knew his face was red and he was sweating ferociously. In a moment, she probably would rush in, and in a blur of color, she would ask if he was ok. He would say he was fine, but he wasn't. Worry would lay on her face, but she would get back to work anyway. He hated lying to her, but it was the only way Betty would be happy. And, if she was happy, his world, would be happy for her.

He was dreading this time ever since he could remember. He knew she would do great things someday, and that she wouldn't be his assistant forever, and that day was today.

Today would be the last day she would sit at the desk that she had called hers for four years. She would miss him, he hoped, and he knew with all his heart, he would miss her. As he thought this, a single tear rolled down his right cheek, and he vaguely thought he felt Betty looking at him. He probably was imagining it.

He tried to hold it in, but he started to sob. Soon, he was tired, and not having enough tears left to cry, he fell asleep with his head in his arms. Two hours later, he vaguely heard Betty call his name.

"Daniel, wake up, it's Betty." Betty said. Daniel smiled without lifting his head. Of course, he knew it was Betty. For four years, he had heard that voice. Daniel lifted his head. Betty's eyes immediately widened and concern crossed her face.

"Oh Daniel, have you been. . . .crying?" Betty said confused. Daniel didn't have any strength left to lie to her again, so he didn't answer. Betty didn't wait for him to answer either.

"Well, I was going to ask if I could take my lunch break, but it looks like you need a friend to talk to." Betty said. This time, Daniel answered.

"Betty, go to lunch, I'm fine. . . ." Daniel said, cringing as he lied to her.

"Daniel," she said, "Come to lunch with me. You're not fine." He hated that she knew him so well.

"Ok." he said finally. Betty smiled and they went to lunch at a local cafe, only a block form the Mode building, called the Coffee Bean. As they walked in, they were greeted by the smell of fresh-brewed coffee, and sandwiches of all varieties.

Within a moment, Daniel realized no one else was there, and then a server in her 20's seated them and took their orders.

"What would you like?" she asked.

"A coffee with milk and two sugars, and a coffee with two creamers." Betty ordered before Daniel could even think about ordering. The server smiled and walked away.

"Now," Betty said, "Talk." Daniel was surprised she would be so blunt, but he answered anyway.

"What if you loved someone, and they had a big opportunity but you wanted them to stay, and hold them forever?" he asked all in one breath.

"Um, well, I would let him know how I feel, and I would let them go." Betty said without even the slightest idea he was talking about her. "Then, after whatever the "big opportunity" is, you can love her as much as you want and hold her forever."

Daniel smiled. He was glad and sad at the same time that she didn't get that he was talking about her.

"Thanks Betty. You're a great friend." Daniel said and cringed as he forced himself to say "friend."

"You're welcome." Betty said. "Let's get back to work." Daniel took a deep breath to keep himself from crying. That's the last time he would hear her say that.

Daniel knew she would just be a couple floors away, but to him it would be thousands of miles away from the girl he loved. He sighed and the coffee came. Daniel looked at Betty, and it was clear she wasn't worried as much about him because she was smiling.

He couldn't see how Betty couldn't see how beautiful she was. She was always putting herself down, and the snide comments from Amanda and everyone else didn't help. She was beautiful. She wasn't fake-model beautiful, like the girls he used to sleep with, she was really beautiful. He sighed as she sipped her coffee as she walked. Soon, they were back to work.

6:00 came too quickly for Daniel and it was time to say goodbye forever. Betty probably thought this meant goodbye for now, but for him, it was forever. They said their goodbyes.

"Goodbye Daniel." she said. "For now." Daniel smiled.

'I knew what she was going to say.' he thought.

"Goodbye Betty." Daniel said, making himself say, "For now." He hoped it would be. He really did.

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