Myra had left home as early as 6 am to a café nearby, she woke up quite early so she thought of making the most out of her morning. Rocking the chair back and forth, she sipped gently from her cup of cappuccino, her lips waggling to the amazing taste.
The early morning sun flashed at her face slightly, giving her a perfect sit-out mood. As she stared into space her mind wandered off to Jonas' bright face flashed past her eyes, she giggled softly as she remembered one of the jokes Jonas teased her with. Thinking of him suddenly brought smiles to her, she couldn't believe he still managed to remain so cute and charming.
Shortly, her phone dings on the table, she released her hold on the cup of cappuccino and brings the phone up to her face, on the screen was Peter calling. She huffed and dropped it back down, the ugly feeling of him trying to get her back, by all means, clung tight on her throat causing her to cough.
