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[22nd June 1937]
I had been seeing Sóley for a few days and the feelings that I get every time I see her still baffle me. I am always happy, no - I am always elated to see her. It doesn't matter the mood I had previously been in, whenever I see her face, her smile, I can't help but melt under her gaze...
Today was no exception. As we sat in the coffee shop, she was drinking tea and reading a novel. I was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. I continually looked up to see her face, it was so calm yet so happy. I kept my gaze long enough that she looked up at me in turn. She smiled and put her hand underneath her chin and gazed right back at me.
I blushed a little and looked back down at my newspaper, then back up at her, and back down again.
"What?"
I looked up at her again, she was smiling wider and laughing a little bit.
"What?"
I laughed in turn.
This is how we passed the next week. In eachother's company in the small coffee shop. She with her tea and books, me with my coffee and newspapers.
Truth be told, I didn't read a single word.