Unspeakable language - my obsession

Regular

- I did this for you my love, for your safety, for our bond to never get lost. In order to keep our bond strong and unbreakable I had to break you my sweetheart.

She looks so precious, the shaking pupils, some can say that's from fear, but I know her too well, I could never mistake her fear with the never-ending love.

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- The regular? - she asks in her velvety voice and gives me the brightest smile just as always. She never smiles at anyone as joyful as she smiles at me, her eyes light up every time I walk through the entrance to the cafe. My usual spot which I occupy everyday from 9am to 11am is as always free. It's my favorite place since day one. From here, I can see my muse, but she can't really see me that well. It's okay, she doesn't have to worship me as I do her.

-Hm? - she looks disoriented as I just stand here, watching how the sun shines in her hazel eyes, making them gold-looking.

- Oh, sorry. Yeah, my regular is good enough, thank you- I look at her name tag pinned to her working apron pretending to not know her name - Laila - trying how her name sounds in my mouth. I have to admit, it feels freeing being able to finally call her by her name. She smiles softly, on her left cheek a dimple appears making her look even more ideal in my eyes. She's not perfect, oh no, but the imperfections make her better. They make her the most human person I've ever seen and nothing human is alien to me. I walk to my favorite table, it's not big, actually it's just big enough to fit my laptop and a sketchbook.  My task for today is planning each lesson with every class. After opening the first document my ray of sunshine comes with my favorite Americano and a brownie.

- Here is your coffee and brownie, with extra chocolate sauce - she whispers the second part and winks at me with her right eye. The light blue eye reminds me of the sky when the sun comes up after a thunder. Her left eye is a bit darker, not noticeable at first glance. I smile lightly as a response and whisper a low - Thank you dear - It's my first time calling her that, she looks a little bit surprised but nothing can hide her delicate rosy blush that reaches her nose. She looks angelic, what she doesn't know is that she'll become a fallen one.