Liliana stood right behind Lucas as he opened the door. Her eyes caught the view of his broad back. He was still in his chef uniform, carrying the scent of butter and cinnamon sugar.
Fumbling with her sling bag, Liliana murmured, "Sorry... I surprised you."
"En?" Lucas looked back, laughter slipping out of his lips, "Well, that's undeniable. You have a talent for catching me off guard ah."
Liliana's lips curved up. Her sullen face had a faint glow.
Earlier, Liliana couldn't stop her tears as she continued walking. When she reached the intersection that led to the apartment on the right side and the cafe on the left, her heart was inclined to go to the left, bringing her here.
In the end, Liliana found herself standing in the backyard of the cafe before she sat at a corner of the staircase, silently wishing to see him.
Creak...
