《Isabella Dawson》

I was heading back to Danish when I saw Dylan was talking to a guy. I didn't see his face since his back was facing me. His hair color was dark brown and looked a bit messy. That guy was wearing a grey shirt with a dark blue jeans. Simple style, he looked attractive though.

Maybe he just a friend of Dylan.

As I walked closer to Danish's stroller, the dark brown hair guy already walked away from the two of them. And still, I only saw his back as he headed towards the south of the mall. Surprisingly, his walking style really reminded me of my late...