When they walked into Yvonne's restaurant hand in hand, Valentine was waiting for them in front of the bar. Mathias approached her and kissed her on the cheek while Emily sat at the table where she used to do her homework.
- Are you nervous? Mathias asked, sitting on a bar stool. "No," Valentine replied.
- No, I can tell you're a little nervous.
– Before you ask this question, I’m not nervous, but I can be nervous if you want me to be.
- Look, you are nervous!
- "Emily wants to sleep at your house.
- I haven't had time to see what my parents look like myself, the furniture won't arrive until tomorrow.
- Didn't you check out your apartment before moving?
– There is no time, everything is in a hurry. There is a lot to do in Paris. Why are you smiling?
-"I like your meaningless smile," said Valentin. Valentine frowned.
- "I love it when your lips move like that. - "That's enough," Valentine whispered.
- Do you need help?
- No, I'll figure it out. We can have lunch together tomorrow If you have time.
Valentin took a deep breath and ordered a glass of strawberry juice from Yvonne. If you're not nervous, you're at least a little distracted, I guess, because I'm moving to London?
"Not at all," Valentin said, passing a hand over Mathias.
Mathias's face lit up. - Why the other way around?
"I must tell you something," whispered Valentin. Don't know yet.
Matthias was a little worried and pulled the stool closer to Valentin.
"I'm going back to Paris, Matthias.
The consul has just asked me to head a service. This is the third time that Orly has offered me such an important position. I could only refuse before, because I don't want Emily to leave her current school. Getting used to life here, Louise has become a bit like her brother. She has always believed that I took her father away from her, and I don't want her to blame me for depriving her of her friends. If you don't come to London, I will. Might get rejected again, but now you're here and everything is fine
. - Did you accept it?
- I can't turn down promotions four times in a row
- "If you're counting, it seems like only three!" "Matthias continued.
- "I thought you would understand," Valentin said calmly.
- I only understood that I came and you were leaving.
"You're living your dream, living with your daughter," Valentine said, looking at Emily, who was still drawing in her notebook
-I'm going to miss her to death. What would she think about having your daughter?
-She loves you more than anything in the world. Shared custody is not necessarily one week for you
——Do you mean three years for you
- We're just going to switch roles and you can bring the kids back to Paris for me during the holidays.
Yvonne comes out of the kitchen
- How are you two? She asked, placing the strawberry juice cup on Valentine's table. In front of me.
- Very good!
Yvonne looked at them in turn and returned to her stove. You'll be happy with your daughter, won't you?
Mathias was playing with a piece of wood that had fallen off the counter
- If you had told me a month ago, we would have been happier. ...We'll all be in Paris!
- Will it really be fun?
- It'll be nice! Mattias muttered, tearing another scrap off the counter. I can't wait to fall in love with this block. When are you going to talk to her, your daughter?
- Tonight
- Nice! When are you leaving?
- At the end of the week.
- Really good!
Valentin put his hand on Matthias's lips.
-Just wait and see, everything will be fine.
Antoine entered the restaurant and immediately noticed his friend's decomposed features.
- How are you? he asked.
- Very nice!
"I'm leaving," Valentine said immediately, pushing the stool behind him. I still have a lot to do, go with mom, Emily?
The little girl stood up, kissed her father and Antoine, and then followed her mother out, the door of reconciliation closing behind them.
Antoine and Mathias sat side by side.
Yvon was the first to break the silence, placing a glass of brandy on the counter.
–Here, drink this, this refreshment.
Matthias looked at Antoine and then at Yvonne. - Don't you know this news? Valentin is going back to Paris, and it’s this weekend!
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