Chapter 2Tuesday, February 14
The next morning, after placing my usual coffee order at the train station café, I also ask for a takeaway cup of espresso on a whim. But as I make my way to the platform, I question my impulsivity. What if Runar doesn’t find me buying him coffee adorable and quirky at all, but weird and creepy? What if he’s not on the train today? What if he doesn’t want it but is too polite to decline it, or unwilling to hurt my feelings? What if he laughs at my presumption? What if he just wants to be left alone, so tomorrow he’ll find himself a new spot on the train to sit where he can get away from me, and something that was supposed to be a cute and thoughtful gesture ends up scaring him away?
Should I just toss it in the wastebasket?
I shake my head and square my sho
