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I put two matching plates on the table and placed silverware on top. I grabbed one of the vase removing the fake Orchids, replacing it with the Roses I bought. I turned off the lights except the one at the dining table and placed scented candles around the room.

She then walked in.

"Impressive." I grinned.

"It's perfect."

I pulled a chair for her and I grabbed the mittens pulling out the Chicken Parmesan in the oven.

I sat down and we ate.

"How's your work today." She asked.

"Nothing special, I'm actually just waiting for the letter to arrive. In any day now I can be one step ahead and have my own bakery." I crossed fingers.

"I hope it never comes." She laughed nervously.

Silence aired in the room. I looked at her with all that joyful mood she had was gone.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing, it's just a random joke okay." She sipped her glass of wine.

"Eva." She gazed to me. "We talked about this."

"I know. It's just some awful joke, I'm sorry."

"Is it even possible." I asked her.

"You know, maybe it can. If you give it a try it might be possible for us."

"By the time I get back here, you'll already be interested in someone else."

She then looked down.

I sighed. "All I want to do is eat with you." I held her hand and she stared at me. "I mean, the future is unpredictable. Maybe I could be rejected. It's possible." She laughed and I smiled. "But if it ever happens, I hope we can still be friends."