I met him and he was extremely nice to me, mourned on the loss of my father and told me that my father and he made an agreement to get their children married to one another. I dismissed that topic and asked him things related to business but for that he told me to meet him again at a diner near a garden to have dinner and discuss those things and also if I was willing for the proposal we would discuss things further.
As it was the last wish of my father I decide to go on the dinner and even agree to the marriage if they agree to give all shares to mine.
I then suddenly realized the the dinner I only had remembered in the darkest days was... was this one!!!
My dressing was good, I kept waiting for the partner of my dad's business and in a vase in front of me lied sunflowers. Fresh sunflowers which smelled nice and looked bright with the purple color of the vase accompanying them by contrast and the slow cool breezes of early winter and the feeling inside me to find out that was the colleague of my dad involved in his murder or not.
The footsteps were quite noisy coming from back towards me and a black shadow on the white table cloth I saw was the last thing I remembered... and now I knew everything but still I didn't knew that what I knew was real or just a dream or fantasy or even an absurd imagination?