the fourth day we crossed paths was just incredibly cute.
"what can i get for you, princess?"
i smiled.
fleur was serving a mother and her young daughter. the daughter was dressed in a fluffy green princess dress and a small tiara on her head.
fleur had made the small girl a vanilla milkshake, topped with rainbow sprinkles along side the biggest brownie they had in the bakery. the little princess thanked fleur and ran off to her mother.
"cute"
i hummed in agreement.
"i love children"
the girl sighed and continued to make my coffee (despite me not ordering yet). i furrowed my eyebrows.
"do you not have any of your own?"
i almost immediately regretted the words, worried i could offend her. but she smiled nonetheless. it wasn't a proper smile like the one on her face when she talked to the little princess; this one didn't reach her eyes.
"no. my boyfriend doesn't like kids"
ouch.
