Lovely

Spending Time with the One You Love

Summary: Our afternoon in you café was lovely x Emma.

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He put down the pen on the table, next to the pile of sheets he had used writing his work in progress. Eduard walked out of the small kitchen in the café over to the only costumer in the place. He had been sucked into his work that he hadn't noticed that she was waiting for her coffee. Black with two spoons of sugar, the regular.

He placed her warm coffee on the table next to her hand, her blonde hair fell over her shoulder as she moved her head closer to have a better look at the picture in her book. Her hair was longer than it had been the last time he saw her. How long was it again? A month, maybe two.

But Eduard noticed something was wrong. Her eyes were dull, he could tell her mind was somewhere else and her whole movement seemed to cry. "What's wrong?" Eduard asked, sitting down on the empty chair beside her. She moved her head towards the window, not wanting attention from him or was it to hide her eyes? Eduard couldn't tell, Emma van der Rijn had always been a mystery to him.

"Lovi. Lovino broke up with me." She said, clinching the hand on her lap. She sounded as if she was on the edge of total tear shedding. And when she wanted to cry, he was there for her.

"I'm sorry Emma." That was all he said. He could have asked why Lovino broke up with her, they had been so happy together the last time Emma visited Eduard's café. He had felt a bit jealous than.

But Eduard remained silent. Maybe it was the best to say nothing at all. "It's okay Eduard. I should have seen it coming. We were arguing a lot lately, we've grown apart I think." Emma said, looking with her moist green eyes to Eduard. His heart skipped a beat when she said his name. He had always liked her. "It's sad, but the truth. No one can change it."

Was there a sentence, a poem to describe this situation or to make her laugh? Eduard didn't know. He could offer to be her crying shoulder but her friends were there for her, right? He could remember she often came with her foreign friend Elizabeta and her sister-in-law, whose name he had forgotten.

They sort of were friends in high school and had kept in touch in the years after, if only it were letters and just short greetings during his long working hours in the café. So it wouldn't have to be strange to be a crying shoulder. "If it helps, I'm here for you Emma." Eduard said, smiling in the hope to make her lift the corners of her mouth just a little.

"That's nice of you Eduard. I can appreciate that." Her mouth seemed to smile, but her eyes still seemed sad and filled with tears. But her attempted smile was already enough for Eduard.

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First part of my Exam-stories. Each will have around 500 words and will be focused on Estonia and Belgium. An unlikely couple, who deserves a little love.

R & R!

Xx, HeartlessLittleHamster