He smiled wistfully at her. It could be a good or bad thing that she has never been in love. Most people he had known have all of their ideals crushed after one failed romance. He didn’t know if she was that type, but he didn’t want her to stop hoping for that kind of love, even if she thought it was a long shot.
“Me..?” He rested his elbows on the counter and made himself more comfortable. He sighed and smiled crookedly lost in his memory. “-I’ve- loved like that, but I have never been loved like that.” He usually didn’t talk about this, but when would he see this woman again, he wouldn’t be in Greece forever. This thought made his heart twinge. He enjoyed this comfortable atmosphere; he wanted to tell people about these kinds of things, and still he wouldn’t go into detail about it. “I thought she did, and she was a very good actress.” He chuckled a bit. “It was terrible at the time, I wanted to die, but now that I think about it, it was probably good for me.”
He shrugged. “Not that I would ever give up on my ideals. She was a risk I took, I’m glad I did. I’m much wiser now that I was then.”