They went to the coffee shop in their townlet. I saw how Mael put his first gift to her neck. It was a necklace made of gold like my gift; its pendant was of rose. The flowers that he always gives Ger. She was bursting with her enjoyment; I can glimpse it through her eyes.
“Why are you here? Are you torturing yourself?”
I turned around to see Cassian in front of me. I dried my tears and smiled at him; I wasn't.
“No.” I answered, trying hard to be acceptable in front of him, “I can't help myself from recalling our memories. This coffee shop is also our haven beside the spot inside the forest.”
“Do you want to come with me?”
“Where?” I answered as I breathed and sniff.
“Somewhere that can ease our forlorn distress and anguish.” he cracked up without humor; he inhaled and breathed it ou
