Chapter 22 - Fireworks
Rosie
Valentine's Day sneaked up on me before I even realized what date it was and suddenly the café was decorated with cheap pink streamers and plastic hearts hanging from the ceiling, full of couples whispering across tables and holding hands and looking at each other like they were the only two people in the world.
I felt awkward the entire shift, uncomfortable in my own skin while I served heart-shaped cookies and red velvet lattes to people who had someone special. I'd never celebrated Valentine's Day before, never received flowers or chocolates or love notes, never been someone's special person, never been chosen like that.
I kept reminding myself that Jude barely knew what day it was anyway because he was sweet yes but he was busy and focused and in inten
