"Really?" Ray could only sigh in disappointment, his bald head shining in the light like a mirror.
"Forget it."
He sighed again as he walked out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth and poured himself a cup of morning coffee.
Usually, he liked to alternate between coffee and tea each morning—it was just his preference.
As the bitter taste of the coffee sank in, Ray felt refreshed.
"I wonder when I started to like this bitter coffee?" Ray thought with a strange expression slowly twirling the cup of coffee in his hand with a deep look.
It was the same coffee Vanessa liked.
At first, Ray hadn't enjoyed it either—it was too expensive and didn't suit his taste buds.
But he tried it again and again until he started to like it for some reason. Now, Ray primarily consumed this coffee; the adrenaline really kicked in.
