Zain's green eyes were fixed on the petite figure clad in cafe's pink uniform, which was half sleeves t-shirt and black jeans.
She had a pink apron tied around her waist and wore a pink cap as well.
Her shoulder length hair hangs loose.
It's almost 4 years, and she was still looking fresh as morning dew.
Her clear radiant skin was glowing.
Her eyes sparkled when she smiled and greeted the visitors for their orders.
She looked more beautiful.
Only difference was her hair. He loved her long hair, but now she was having short shoulder length hair.
He looked at the report in his hand, which contains basic investigation details.
He clenched the file tightly.
