Falling [ 𝓚.𝓥 ]

"𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞"

It was undoubtedly freezing that night, I quickly walked around Salzburg while my cheeks felt like blades of ice were hitting them. I had a scarf wrapped tightly around my neck, but even then the cold still sent shivers down my spine. The street lamps were on, and it was already one-something in the morning. Almost every tourist attraction and shop was closed- and only a very small amount of people were still out.
After walking a small distance for what felt like forever, I spotted a small Café. I was not too concerned about how I was going to return to the hotel, I already had knowledge of German and was at the heart of Salzburg- anyone would know where Mirabell Palace was.
The Café was relatively small and cozy, the walls were coated with a forest green shade of paint, and had flickering fairy lights that required the changing of it's battery. I walked inside, listening to the sound of the bell as I took in the strange but comforting interior. All sorts of cakes, bread, pastries and other treats were out on display- a few left but there were still many. There were little round, wooden tables with brown stools and decorative vases, and napkins were left out. It was like walking into a comforting mess. The lighting was arguably warm despite the need of new bulbs.
"Can I help you?" A voice questioned, in a subtle Austrian accented English.
"I can speak German" I replied in German, while still looking around.
I cupped my hands around my mouth before breathing into them and rubbing them together.
I wasn't directly looking at the person speaking, but instead focused on the wood work of the Café and the art that covered the walls.
"I want an excuse to practice my English" the voice chuckled, and it was like I could hear a smile.
I finally turned my head to be met with a man. Funnily enough, he didn't have the fierce, stern look most of the men in my life had. This strange Café person? I questioned to myself, had soft brown eyes that made him look like he had a story to tell with dirty blonde hair. His hair was swept backwards, with a few loose strands hanging above his eyes. The strands annoyed me, I wanted to push them back as my final death wish. He was similar to Fransisco look wise, except Fransisco often had a middle parting.
"So what would you like?" He asked, with an insufferable look of amusement.
I forced my hands back into the pockets of my coat, and shrugged.
"Surprise me" I stated, as I sat on a table rather than a chair- after all it was just me and him here.
"Very well" he smiled, yet again.
I continued to sit on the table while kicking my legs, I was both upset and ultimately bored.
"So what brings you to Austria? I can't tell where you're from since you have a range of accents" he chuckled.
I looked up at the ceiling, and sighed.
"Marriage" I replied boredly.
"I can't tell if you're happy" he said, as he began to wash a few dishes.
"I have no reason to be" I gave a small laugh.
The man began to do what appeared to be latte art.
"Marriage should be happy and if its not happy then what's the point?"
I sat and thought about what he had said.
"What's your name?" I asked, as he handed me the cup.
The guy started to undo his apron and gave an awkward smile.
"Elias" he replied.
I took a sip out of the cup, and gave a nod of approval.
"Elias, give me a tour of Salzburg" I insisted.
"At night?" He asked, surprised.
I nodded.
"Sure, but what's your name"? He questioned with the same smile.
I didn't want to be who I was again, I wanted to be someone else for once and live a different life, for once. I didn't want to be Marina.
"Amelia".
"Well then Amelia, let us tour Salzburg together, before your wedding" Elias said.
He offered his hand to help me off the table, which I accepted.
"Yes" I replied with a smile, after being miserable for so long.