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Fake smiles.
I used them all the time.
To tell Cam his cooking was good.
Pretending to be Lillian's friend.
Their wedding.
God, I hate my life sometimes.
Always cleaning the same tables, doing the same dishes, over and over again, it's so boring.
Something about Cam, though. It helped me.
I can't recall when exactly I started to have feelings towards them, but I do remember he completely dropped me when he met her.
She would come to the café every day, giving a flower to Cam, Dad, and I.
What I do remember is that as soon as they were married is that she never talked to me again.
I remember him walking up to me, late at night, looking genuinely concerned about me.
Asking me about a flower I had asked him about at least two weeks ago.
I thought that, maybe, I did have a chance.
I was wrong.
But that's not all that happened.
Georgia and I stopped hanging out. I saw her hanging out with Lillian, more and more often.
My dad actually told me yesterday that I should be more like Lillian after I dropped a plate.
I decided I would take a walk up the mountain to relax, and I happened to bump into a white-haired man I had never seen before.
We said nothing, our only acknowledgement of each other a simple nod.
After reaching the top, he pulled out a violin and began to play.
I smiled. A real smile.