The air in the coffee shop was heavy with the scent of caramel tinged beverages, and warm pastries. Perhaps the only thing heavier and sweeter was the tension, that had been slowly developing at a corner table.

The occupants of that table exchanged glances and the occasional giggle as they sipped on their steaming sources of caffeine. Eventually, he decided it was the right time. He had been holding onto his emotions for far too long, he needed to say it. Even if it was the most terrifying thing could think of doing, he knew the whole trajectory of his life could likely hinge on the next few words out of his mouth. His heart rate began to climb.