Alexander pov
I'm driving to the cafe to meet my butterfly. I know that she still hasn't fully opened up to me, but I can see that she is trying. And for now, this is enough. I arrived at the cafe, and as I was parking the car, I saw Alisha standing in front of the cafe. I frowned. Why is she not inside the cafe? I parked my car and stepped out of it. As I took a step toward her, I saw her talking to someone. The more I got near her, the more I could see the person she was talking to. When that person fully came into my view, anger rushed into me, and fear crept into me. What is this man doing here? It'd better be a coincidence. When I got closer to her, I called her.
"Alisha."
