When there were still five minutes left, Keira Leaf arrived at the cafe bar. The cafe bar had a gentle ambiance, with light brown wallpaper on the walls and a soft glow emanating from retro wall lamps, while an old record player played mellow music.
As soon as Keira walked in, she noticed a familiar figure sitting in a corner, waving to her. It was Michael Leaf, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.
Keira walked towards him, and the closer she got, the more she noticed how much Michael had aged in less than a month's time. His temples had turned white, and he seemed uneasy and apprehensive as she approached.
Keira put down her schoolbag and sat down in front of him, not knowing how to begin the conversation.
Michael studied Keira for a long time, suddenly realizing how foolish he had been. The graceful young girl in front of him clearly bore his resemblance, yet he had carelessly allowed a document to ruin his own child's life.
