Yarin's POV:
'Sunset' was a beautiful name, but when you think about such a beautiful name being given to a place that was so filthy, it was hard not to feel regret for the lost beauty.
Actually, it was not too late now, only six o'clock, but the sky was already pitch-black. The bustling streets were adorned with neon lights and advertising signs, showing off the delectable dishes within the storefronts.
Young couples on dates, office workers getting off work, idle bar regulars, and countless pedestrians fill their stomachs here. Money made this street even more splendid.
Lydia walked into the entrance of 'Sunset' with her head down, took a seat in a corner, and ordered the same meal as last night.
The waiter who took her order was a slim young man. He glanced at the bar to make sure the owner wasn't there and whispered to Lydia, "You shouldn't dine here, miss. There aren't many good people here. Haven't you forgotten what happened last night?"
