Hannah knew once they walked out the doors of the restaurant, she'd go back to being the woman she had been forced to create, she'd go back to loving her two kids; not that she didn't love them, she just wanted a break from being a mother.
She didn't want to leave her restaurant but as the time dwindled on, they were the last two left.
Channing rose up to his feet, he reached his hand out to Hannah.
She wanted this moment to last longer, she just wanted the world to just be her and him for a few hours longer, but she knew that couldn't happen.
Hannah began to fill a ping of guilt seep through her now found illusion, she placed her hand into Channing's before rising to her feet.
Channing lead her out the front doors of the restaurant.
The two of them stood outside the restaurant, watching as the world passed them by at 10 p.m.
Hannah didn't want the silence to linger but she couldn't find the words to say please don't leave.
Channing could feel the silence between them grow, he could imagine the uncomfortableness starting to seep through as he tried to find words to speak as he tried not to cross the line.
Hannah shifted her glance to Channing "I should probably get back to my kids." She could feel the bubble pop.
Channing shifted his glance to her "Would you like me to walk you to your car?"
Hannah softly shook her head "It's not far, it's fine." She softly pressed her lips to his cheek "Thanks for the flowers and dinner." She whispered before slowly letting go of his hand.
Channing felt his hand drop back to his side as hewatched Hannah walk away
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