Promise

There seemed to be a slight difference in Vlora when Andreas came to pick her up. She, a woman who was always calm and collected, showed an impatience for the first time that couldn't be hidden.

Her steps were quicker than usual. Vlora seemed excited when she saw Andreas waving to her.

Andreas greeted Vlora with open arms. This was not a metaphor, but an action with real meaning. He stretched out both arms and hugged Vlora without hesitation.

Was Vlora surprised? Of course, she was. But did she dislike it? Oh, certainly not.

In fact, Vlora closed her eyes when Andreas kissed her cheek briefly. She didn't seem to care that they were still in a public place, or that this might have something to do with the tension between them, which apparently hadn't diminished even though they'd been apart for a few hours.

Both possibilities made sense, and fortunately the night streets were not as crowded as usual. They arrived home much sooner than expected, and for a moment they just looked at each