One interesting thing about our talk was hearing Victoria describe how she felt seeing us together. At one point she mentioned how any time she sees Violet and me cooking in the kitchen it makes her wish that she could be as happy as we look. That when she hears the low murmur of us talking late at night she can sometimes make out words or sentences, and we sound not only interesting but interested in one another. It's a little strange to realize that this is someone else describing things - and someone who knows that we're not together.
I have no idea what to think anymore. It was only a week ago that Violet brought over her chess set on Valentine's Day and we spent more than three hours playing two matches of chess over tea.
"Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."
-- Nathanial Hawthorne