The Cafe

When Laurel had happened to glance out of the window at that precise moment, she couldn't help but hold her breath for a moment, and the smile that followed was so natural. She didn't think that the woman walking by had even noticed her. She idly wondered how many times in life this sort of thing happened. That one person could look at another, and be so captivated by someone, whilst the other continued with their life obliviously.
As it happened, Amy had seen a woman smiling through the window, but didn't dream she was smiling at her.