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I blushed at Susan's comment, feeling embarrassed and proud. Our friendship was indeed something I cherished and spoke of often.
Allan chuckled, his easygoing demeanor putting everyone at ease.
"Well, I'm flattered, Susan. Elizabeth has been a dear friend for years, and I'm lucky to have her in my life."
As we continued chatting, it became apparent why Allan had visited me at work. He brought some of his latest artwork to share.
The magazine staff couldn't contain their excitement. Allan's art had a way of resonating with people, and the buzz in the office was palpable.
Susan was always quick to spot an opportunity and soon suggested, "Allan, how would you feel if we featured your latest artwork in our magazine? Elizabeth can write a captivating piece to accompany it."
"I'd be delighted." Allan's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. His cheeks reddened at Susan's comment, and I couldn't help but chuckle at his reaction.
He’d always been modest about his success, and compliments from strangers caught him off guard.
As Susan and Allan continued their conversation, I couldn't shake the rumbling in my stomach.
The meeting with Susan had gone longer than expected, and I’d missed lunch. I checked my watch discreetly, hoping Allan wouldn't notice my impatience.
"Allan," I interjected, "I hate to interrupt, but why are you here today, at my office?"
Allan's eyes twinkled with mischief as he replied, "Well, my dear, I just couldn't resist surprising you. I landed back in town last night and couldn't wait."
My heart swelled with gratitude. Allan had flown back from his art show in London to spend time with me. It's a gesture that warmed my heart.
"That's amazing, Allan," I exclaimed. "I've missed you while you were out of town. Let's catch up."
Turning to Susan, I asked, "Is it alright if I take a break for lunch with Allan?"
Susan smiled, her approval evident.
"Of course, Elizabeth. Enjoy your lunch and catch up with your friend. I'll look over your work and send you feedback later."
After Susan permitted me to take a break for lunch, I thanked her and returned to my desk. I grabbed my jacket from the chair and slipped it on, my anticipation growing as I prepared to spend quality time with my best friend.
I led Allan out of the bustling office, and we headed to a nearby cozy café, where we’d shared countless meals and conversations over the years.
It's a quaint and welcoming place with soft jazz playing in the background and freshly brewed coffee wafting through the air. The lunch crowd buzzed with chatter and laughter, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.
We settled into a corner booth, and I couldn't help but notice a pregnant woman sitting alone at a nearby table.
She was engrossed in a book, her hand occasionally resting on her baby bump as she read. Her solitude tugged at my heart, and I admired her strength and serenity.
As we glanced over the menu, Allan launched into a detailed account of his art show in London. He described the gallery's grandeur, the diverse crowd that had attended, and the overwhelmingly positive response to his artwork.
I was captivated by his enthusiasm, his eyes sparkling as he spoke.
"I wish you could've been there, Elizabeth," he said with a smile. "The energy was incredible, and I couldn't help but think about how far I've come."
I nodded, genuinely thrilled for his success.
"Allan, I'm so proud of you. Your talent deserves all the recognition in the world."
As we waited for our orders to arrive, Allan continued to share stories from his trip.
He recounted moments of inspiration, late nights in his studio, and the challenges he’d overcome to bring his vision to life. Each word he spoke vividly depicted his journey as an artist.
But during Allan's animated storytelling, my thoughts began to wander. I couldn't help but dwell on the secret that weighed heavily on my mind.
