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“Coffee?” I ask, pointing my head towards the little coffee shop, quietly waiting for customers. We walk over and I order an iced coffee and Nora a cappuccino. We sit down at the little coffee table in the corner, away fromeveryone else. The energy between us is gloomy, as if we haven’t spent this entire holiday loving every inch of each other.
“What was your favourite memory of this entire trip?” I break the silence. “The picnic you did for me, even if it was an apology one.” Nora smirks at
me, sipping from her drink.
“I wouldn’t really count a couple snacks as a picnic.” I laugh, thinking about the shitty set up I did last minute.
“How about yours?” I think about all the things we’ve done together.
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Dancing together. Laughing and chatting over our favourite cocktails. Showering together every day. Spending hours having the best sex I’ve ever had. There’s so many memories we’ve made in such a short amount of time it’s hard to pick.
“When you sang on that stage with the band in the restaurant.” I twirl my straw in the iced coffee, the ice rattling together. Nora leans her arm over the table and holds my hand in hers. I look at her once more, really taking her in. With every emotion she feels, her ocean blue eyes sparkle and darken. Her rosy lips which always have a soft smirk on them. Her sun kissed hair that falls down on her forehead. I really won the lottery with her, but unfortunately, that lottery ticket is going to fly away.
“You ready?” I ask.
“I don’t think I could ever be ready to leave you.” Nora frowns, her bottom lip trembling just a little. I place my hand on her cheeks and stroke it with my thumb.
“But are you ready to be a rock star?” I smile. Nora nods.
“I guess.” Nora shrugs, a tear rolling down her cheeks and onto my hand.
“I watch you every step of the way, like a fan girl.” I joke.
“I’ll even brag I slept with a rock star.” I wink, and Nora lets out a soft laugh. We both stand up and Nora pulls me into her chest, wrapping her arms around my head. I take a deep breath in, enjoying the smell of the fresh aftershave she put on this morning.
“I best get going.” Nora’s voice breaks. I cry a little, holding back my bigger emotions for when I’m alone. I’m not losing her. She is just starting her dream, and I’ll start mine. Nora places her lips down on mine and we kiss, holding onto every second we have together. Nora’s hands hold my face, the warmth of her palms soaking up any tears I had. She pulls away but stays close to my face.
“I love you, Ophelia.”
“I love you, Nora.” Nora pulls away and takes a deep breath, wiping her tears away with her arm.
“I’ll be seeing you, baby.” Nora says, walking a couple of steps backwards. “I’ll be seeing you, rock star.” And then Nora turns and leaves. Nora shows
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the staff her passport and boarding pass and goes through the corridor. She turns around one last time, blows me a kiss, and waves. I walk away, quietly sobbing to myself. It’s weird, you always see in books and movies the shift between friends to lovers, or enemies to lovers, but with Nora and I, there seemed to be no shift, it’s as if we bumped into each other by chance and it knocked something in our brain. I didn’t realise a love so beautiful could happen so quickly. It’s strange, isn’t it? And now I have to leave that behind, for now at least.
“Ophelia!” I hear a familiar voice shout. I shoot around and see Nora jogging over to me.
“What, what are you doing?” I ask.
“I said I forgot something.”
“What did you forget?”
“This…” Nora lifts me by the waist, planting one more deep, passionate kiss on my lips, spinning me around. Every time I read romance books, I never truly thought this love existed. But it can. People who love you will show it in their actions, whether it be leaving little love notes or lying to airport staff to kiss you one last time.
“Go, go, you’ll miss your flight!” I laugh as Nora places me back on the floor, and she leaves this time. I even wait a couple minutes in hopes she’ll run back to me just one more time, but she doesn’t.
I hail a taxi and sit in the back, similar to when I arrived, crying in the backseat, looking out at the view. But something good came from that. I met Nora, so I am certain something good will happen now.
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