According to Clara's wishes, Bram and Clara walked through the city of Paris. They passed a restaurant that sold a variety of bread-based foods.
"Bram, let's have breakfast here," said Clara as she pulled Bram into the restaurant.
Bram followed Clara. They entered the restaurant and approached a table.
"You sit down. I will order," said Bram.
Clara nodded and stowed her bag on the chair. Clara sat in another chair.
In the middle of ordering food, Bram's gaze accidentally fell on one of the restaurant visitors. The visitor was male and continued to watch Clara from a distance.
Bram clenched his fists. Until a few minutes passed, it felt like hours to Bram. He wanted to quickly return to his desk and approach Clara. Unfortunately, the order has not yet been completed.
"Sorry, sir. This is your order," said the employee at the restaurant while giving Bram's order.
Bram rushed to take his order and returned to his table.
