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andrew

Friday. Not just any Friday: my birthday. I haven't been 28 since 7:28 a.m. I'm 29. Damn, I'm 29!

I am suddenly anxious about the future. I mean... according to crown etiquette, I'm supposed to be married before I turn 30 and have a baby on the way as soon as possible but I still haven't found the woman I'm going to share this with.

I had a few relationships, yes. Many conquests, oh yes! But I never really thought, when I was with someone, that I could propose to her and have a child with her. All that was never part of my plans, and yet, I am obliged to do it.

Since I woke up, I received a lot of text messages from people I know, or not. I also saw that some tweets were addressed to me by celebrities, I find that rather cool.

At 9:40 a.m. precisely, I received a text message that particularly touched me. Scarlett's.

* 29 years ? It's that you're starting to get old, watch out for wrinkles... ;) Happy Birthday my favorite prince :* *

I'm glad she thought about it, even if the media certainly helped her since my birthday party is already getting people talking before it even takes place. All the tabloids want to know who I've invited to try and get some information about me or my family.

Anyway, I am touched by his message which made me laugh. I laughed behind my phone while reading an sms, rather strange, yes.

Tonight, I'm having dinner with my family in honor of my birthday. But tomorrow, I'm celebrating with my friends! I can't wait to be able to spend an evening with them, I kinda miss this festive life. My last party going back more than 15 days ago!

I said to myself that, since tonight's meal organized at my grandfather's palace takes place... tonight, I could perhaps go to the Fami'Familia rest area to have a little coffee. .. or see the pretty waitress, too.

It's even a very good idea.

I go straight to change and go downstairs. I pass my mother returning from a meal with her friends.

" What are you doing here ? she asks me gently.

“I'm going to leave, I was looking for Gaspard. »

Maria passes at that moment and I take the opportunity to order her to call Gaspard. It runs immediately and I turn to my parent who seems to be waiting for another response from me.

" Where are you going ? »

“See someone. »

She turns her head slightly to look at me suspiciously.

“By someone, do you mean a man or a woman? »

Thank God, Gaspard decides to appear at this precise moment and I order him to leave now. He goes to get the car and I drive off to avoid answering my mother's question. Given her smile, I understand unfortunately that she understood that I was going to see a girl.

" The rest area ? Gaspard asks once in the car.

" The rest area. I repeated, smiling blissfully.

I can't wait, can't wait, can't wait to see her again!

*

A journey always seems longer when you are in a hurry to arrive. This is always the case when Gaspard takes me to this rest area. I don't think I've ever taken the highway so many times in my life!

When we finally arrive, I jump out of the car and get on the bridge. I could walk this path with my eyes closed now. I know it by heart.

I press the handle and enter the store. I look directly to the right side to see it. It's Friday and there are a lot of people because there are many departures for weekends or holidays.

She is very active. All she does is toss and turn, taking orders, preparing coffees, giving pastries, telling the price, giving change. I admire it from where I am.

"Couldn't wait until tomorrow night to see her?" came a small voice behind me.

I turn around and smile at "Alyssa" the colleague who takes care of the store's checkout. She is rather quiet on her side, people look at all the objects and take them but do not yet go to the cash register, which gives her a little time to breathe.

" I admit it. »

She smiles.

"Hmm... I'm going to come with her tomorrow night." I hope it doesn't bother. »

I do the same.

"Absolutely not, I'm very glad she chose you." I was afraid that she would take the other colleague there, Nate, Nati... I don't remember. »

She then laughs.

“Nathan? I see. »

" I'm not jealous. I shouted before she could comment.

She laughed again but calmed down, taking me very seriously. She nodded, making me think she believed me even though her face proved otherwise. It's not serious !

Anyway, I got the same thing against Scarlett.

Scarlett.

I turn around and see her smiling at me. Oh, she noticed me then. I don't want her to think I'm harassing her, but I have a vital need to be here. It's quite strange and I think it's hurting me somewhere.

I can't be so infatuated with a woman, though. It would be unheard of!

Anyway, I don't believe in love at first sight and that bullshit. I'm sure I've never experienced it, huh, and maybe it's not so bad.

Scarlett taps on her crate and walks around to join us. She grew a little taller to kiss me on both cheeks, giving her the same blush as me.

“Is there a problem for tomorrow? » She worries.

" Absolutely not. I came to make sure you would still come. »

She laughs. My lie is grotesque.

"Did you come all this way to ask me that?" You could very well have texted me. she smiled. " No matter ! I always come tomorrow night and take Alyssa. »

“That's what I could understand. »

I glance over at Alyssa who has a big smile on her face. I see Scarlett doing the same thing which pushes the brunette to go back to her checkout, where moreover, customers are waiting for her.

Scarlett then turns to me.

“I have something for you. Wait for me, I'll be back. She slips me.

Something for me? It's an avalanche of questions that begins in my strong interior. I wait patiently for her to come back but I go and sit at one of the tables in her café. I see her coming out of what I assume is the locker room, and seeking my presence. When she finally notices me, she steps forward, hiding something behind her.

She comes in front of me and her hands gone behind them are positioned in front of me, holding a nicely wrapped gift.

“I wanted to. She clarifies. " Happy Birthday ! »

I slowly unwrap the gift and smile sincerely at the very stylish tie I'm holding in my hands.

“I chose it because it had my initials on it. It's not done on purpose but I thought you could think of me when you put it on. She explains shyly. "If you don't like it, I can still rap..."

“Scarlett. I cut her off. "It's adorable that you gave me a present when you shouldn't." Thank you very much! »

I stand up and lean over to kiss her on the cheek. She blushes instantly. Something intrigues me at the moment. I look again at the tie that has the letters "SS" on it.

"Scarlett S...?" »

She looks up at me and smiles.

“Scarlett Simons. »