Zavior's tone was strangely distant as he continued, keeping his gaze fixed on a far-off point and avoiding Gloria's gaze. "Yes, I have met her previously, before this crazy sequence of events started. She arrived at our house looking for her bike."
Gloria was left feeling increasingly intrigued and filled with a thousand questions as his words lingered in the atmosphere, enveloping them in an enigmatic aura.
Gloria muttered in shock, "Wow, she never told me about it," her mind racing to make sense of this new revelation and her perception of her friend.
With a note of concern mixed with nostalgia, Zavior said, "Well, this happened right before the chaos at the café." For an instant, he appeared to be reliving the events in his head due to his deep contemplation. "She was at our place," he continued, evoking the atmosphere of the final hours before the storm, which was rife with unresolved issues and imminent danger.
