T h e S t o r y . c o m

"And that's the story," I breathe out, flashing a grin at Rose who is seemingly confused as she has her nose wrinkled.

"That's the book you're going to publish?" she asks, giving me a 'are you serious' look.

A chuckle left my lips as I nod at her. "Yeah, and I'm pretty proud of it."

"Well, don't get me wrong, it's actually a unique story but it's . . . " she trails off.

"It's what?" I motion for her to continue and out of the blue, she squeals like a teenager.

"It's so sad!"

"I know," I mumble under my breath.

Rose covers her cheeks with her hands as she daydreams in her little world, a massive smile curled up on her face and eyes up in the ceiling. I shake my head at her silliness and take a sip of my yummy coffee.

"I wonder where you got the idea from," I hear her say as I set my cup down the table, my attention diverting on her. She blinks a few times as she waits for me to speak up.

I glide my tongue over my bottom lip and say, "I used to play SimSimi all the time. I just got it from there and thought it was a brilliant idea."

"Why did you make the ending sad?" She pouts.

"Because there's no such thing as a happy ending."

"Deep," she chuckles and continues, "Oh, which reminds me, are you dating someone?"

A slight tingle went up my spine and I give her a surprised look, eyes wide. "You know I'm not into that stuff."

"Why not?"

Because I only love one person..

"I-"

"Excuse me, here's your bill," a voice cuts me off. I look up and was greeted by a warm smile. "Oh, thank you." I take the check holder from his hand and set it down on the table so I can get my wallet.

"I'll pay," Rose offers.

"No, don't worry. It's my time to shine," I reassure her as I take my wallet out of my purse.

Afterwards, my eyes went over to the black check holder with the coffee shop's name engraved on it. As soon as I flipped it open, my heart stopped, the world stopped moving. The erratic air coming out between my lips was the only thing I can hear at this point. I pull the holder closer with my trembling hand and that's when I feel it all coming back. A tear slides down my cheek and I smile, staring at the white note inside the check holder in awe.

B o o p i e . c o m

May 4, 2017

2:11 AM