Michael exhaled forcibly while telling himself to focus on the mission. They are already here, and Oni is by his side. She is doing this because of him, and he should make the most of it. As soon as they collect the data, they can leave this place and go back to their lovey-dovey mood.
Michael's gaze moved back toward the other side of the street and his hands trembled at the sight of a familiar figure.
He wanted to blink or to rub his eyes to make sure he is not seeing things, but he didn't dare to even blink.
His sight was glued to the female who walked down the street in a light long coat, with her back facing him. He can't see her face, but her frame and her posture and every step she took were hitting into his memory like a sledgehammer. And then she took a turn and his heart stopped when he saw her profile before she entered the building.
