The busy sounds of the cafe bustled around Cathrine and you. The smell of freshly baked goods and steaming coffee filled the air with an enticing aroma as Cathrine felt her wings flare slightly at the satisfaction of such a perfect moment.

She sat listening to you talk animatedly about your crush Henry, soft smile on her face as her best friend blabbered on about how perfect and amazing he was. Cathrine didn't mind listening to you talk about Henry—not really. You were her best friend after all! But something tugged painfully at her heart listening to someone she loved wholeheartedly talk about loving someone else.

You've been inseparable since preschool, complete opposites in many ways—you being loud and extroverted, always ready to dive into new experiences, able to speak your mind freely. Cathrine had always been the quiet and reserved one who watched happily from the sidelines, softly cheering you on.

Cathrine chuckled softly as you whined about how unfair it was that Henry just couldn't ask you out and make your life easier. She wanted to say she'd gladly ask you out but held her tongue, not wanting to ruin your perfect friendship. Instead she took a sip of her latte and reached out, squeezing your hand comfortingly. "Don't worry, love always finds a way," she said, the words feeling bitter on her lips. What she'd wanted to say was... never mind. She shouldn't dwell on such hopeless things. I wish you'd love me and not him... Cathrine thought to herself.