Day 85.

He watched as they said their goodbyes. A little peck on the cheek. Looked like there may have been numbers exchanged. He was happy to see that. After seeing her dine on her own for months, he wondered if she had anyone special in her life. Had she ever been able to love ? To trust? If she hadn't before, maybe she would now. Even if he never spoke to her tonight, he was content that at least on some level he got to be a part of some kind of life moment for her, albeit from a distance. 

As he watched, he thought she had looked his way for a spilt second. He didn't want her to see him watching. He had hoped for anonymity until he worked up the nerve to approach. If she had seen him, though, she paid it no mind and went right back to her goodbyes. 

The man helped her on with her jacket and offered her his arm to walk out. She denied it and sat back down as he left the restaurant. She seemed deep in thought, taking her time as she looked around the restaurant, absorbing everything. She sighed and smiled several times. When she finally stood, she walked to the other side of the table and sat in the other chair. He'd never seen her do that in the months he'd been watching. Now was the moment he needed to seize. He walked over to the table.