‘There’s someone I’d like you to meet’. It comes out in a rush, and she wonders if it’s clear to Lena just how nervous she is about all this. She swallows tightly, taking another sip of her tea in an attempt to steady herself, and breathes out slowly.
They’ve been having these lunches quite regularly since they began to attempt to mend their relationship. Once a week, at least, with both of them making an effort to attend, or reschedule if needed. They’d been a little awkward at first, as if they’d both been incredibly aware of the things they shouldn’t talk about, but gradually over the weeks, and then months, they’d become easier.
She hasn’t been this nervous since the first one. She clears her throat, and smooths her hands invisible creases in her pants. She looks up at Lena, and says, ‘I’ve been seeing someone. For... for quite a while now. And I’d like you to meet them, if... if you’re comfortable with that’.
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