When Love Comes Late

She quickened her pace towards it.

Upon entering, Stella shook the rain from her coat and approached the counter.

“Hello, I’d like a Gateau Basque, please.

”

No sooner had she finished speaking than the sound of the door closing echoed behind her.

Without turning around, Stella settled the bill and took a seat.

The proprietor greeted the new entrant warmly.

“Sir, what can I get you?”

Matthew glanced at Stella for a brief moment before shaking his head.

“Nothing, I’m just waiting for my wife.

”

Though she kept her head lowered, Stella’s eyelids fluttered ever so slightly at his words.

Catching Matthew’s lingering gaze, the shop owner instantly grasped the situation.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Please, have a seat.

Your cake will be out shortly.

”

Matthew nodded and took the seat adjacent to Stella’s.

There was a table between the two of them.

Both were silent, wrapped in their own thoughts.

Matthew’s eyes were trained on Stella, who seemed lost in contemplation.

When the cake arrived, accompanied by two forks, the shop owner sensed the tension and retreated tactfully.

Stella glanced at the extra fork and felt a bit awkward.

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She picked up one of them and took a bite of the cake.

Out of the corner of her eye, Stella noticed Matthew was still watching her, raindrops evident on his dark shirt.

Recalling Matthew’s earlier confession, something within Stella began to soften.

She hesitated for a few moments before picking up another plate.

Carefully, she sliced the cake in half, placed a second fork alongside one portion, and set the plate in front of Matthew.

“Let’s share.

”

Her face was devoid of emotion, her voice equally flat.

Yet, this simple act caught Matthew off guard.