Rosie White, an Art History student working to achieve her life goal of becoming a sought-after local artist. She pours her heart and soul into her art and dreams of falling in love. After Rosie lost her grandma, and with no parents in sight, she se...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
~Happy Friday guys! Have another chapter❤️~
By the end of the week Alex hasn't mentioned the whole moving out topic, apart from when I told him I was going to view an apartment the following week.
Although I feel deep down my place is here, I want to see how I feel looking around somewhere different, whether it makes me want it more or, hopefully, make me realise my home is with Alex.
I hop out of the car and make my way into the café, Belle's Bakes. It's quaint and bright, almost girly. I sit down at a table near the back, it doesn't look like Olivia is here yet, and I am a few minutes early.
A bubbly lady comes over and greets me, "Welcome. Can I start you off with anything?"
"Oh yes, thank you. I'll have a caramel latte, double shot please."
She nods, writing on her note pad, "Perfect, anything else?"
I look around seeing if Olivia is here yet, she's not. "I'm meeting my friend, I'm not sure what she will want."
"That's alright, I'll come get their order when they arrive," She smiles.
"Thank you."
Just as the lady makes her way back to the counter, the door chimes and I see, who I remember as Olivia, walk in.
I give her a little wave as she makes her way through the café. I notice she waves to the woman who served me. She gives an excited wave back and looks to me where Olivia is heading, she gestures like she knows Olivia was the one I'm waiting for and gets back to work.
Olivia must come here often.
"Hi," I smile as Olivia makes her way through the tables, bump and all.
"Hey, Rosie. It's so good to see you again," Olivia replies, awkwardly and slowly setting herself down into the chair.
Once settled she lets out a sigh of relief.
"Did you walk here?" I ask, surprised.
Olivia nods, "I'm only round the corner and the walking is good for me, apparently," She rolls her eyes.
Laughing lightly, I say, "You look great."
"Really? Because sometimes I feel like whale," She laughs.
I smile back as the lady returns with two steaming mugs.
"One double shot caramel latte for you, and one decaf vanilla latte for my wonderful Olivia."
Yep, Olivia definitely comes here a lot.
"Thank you, Belle," Olivia smiles.
"How is little one doing?" Belle asks.
Olivia smiles, "Almost ready to pop."
Belle gives a small sound of glee before she retreats, "So exciting. You two give me a shout if you need anything."
