CHAPTER 34

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BROOKLYN'S POV:-

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BROOKLYN'S POV:-

"hey hannah." i  said ass i walked to the counter.

"hey brooklyn, what should i get for u today?"

"umm three hazelnut cappuccinos and three chocolate fantasies."

"looks like u , yves and olivia are having a small party."

"umm no actually olivia isnt well so i m taking her favourite coffee and cake to cheer her up."

"oh what happened?"

"her dad passed away on Thursday she is really depressed and hasnt spoken a word since friday. the doctor has asked us to keep her happy thats the only treatment so yves thought that maybe these can help her."

"oh my god i m so sorry. oh that poor girl has to go through so much. wait for 10 mintues, i will make the coffee and cakes myself." the old lady said and walked towards the kitchen, i went and sat on the same spot me and olivia sat. after 10 minutes eric came to me with the coffee and cakes, he had some roses in his hands.

"here is ur coffee and cakes."

"thnx."

"i got to know everything. i m really sorry for her. can u umm just give these roses to olivia?" those were red roses i looked at him, he was blushing a bit.

"umm just want her to feel better. i hope she likes them." he rubbed his back of his neck and looked down.

"yeah sure i will give it to her." i said and walked out of the cafe to my car. i hope the coffee and cakes make her feel better. i reached her house and got off.

"she is in her backyard with mr. yves."  albert said as he took my coat . i nodded and walked to the backyard, two butlers opened the door to the backyard as i reached. i walked and saw she was sitting on a swing which was hanging from a tree, it must be the one which she and her dad hung, yves was standing by the tree reading a book to her. she was looking at him and he was catching glances of her and smiling, why do i sometimes feel like a third wheel between them, they r so perfect together, yves have done so much for her, while i didnt do anything for her. she was wearing an oversized black hoodie and black skinny ripped jeans. she was holding the bars of the swing and swinging lightly.

hey look brooklyn bought something for u." she turned her head towards me and then looked back straight.

"look what i bought. ur favourite coffee and cake."  i said as i handed my and yves's coffee and cakes to yves. i bent down to her and and show her the coffee and cake, she slowly extended her hand  and took the coffee. i kept the cake down, she slowly took a sip of the coffee, me and yves smiled.

" and someone asked me to give u a gift." i took out the roses and extended them to her.

"eric gave them."  she held the coffee in one hand and slowly took the roses. she examined the roses and kept it aside. she continued to drink her coffee slowly.

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