The next afternoon, Roman arrived early, Ricky beside him as usual.

“Relax,” Ricky said, leaning back. “You’ve been checking your watch every two minutes.”

Roman didn’t answer. His eyes were already scanning the street.

When Serena appeared, Ricky smirked knowingly. “Ah, the coffee girl herself.”

Serena looked different today. Jeans and a soft sweater, hair tied back loosely, no makeup. She smiled slightly at the car, glancing at them both.

Roman stepped out immediately. “Hi.”

“Hi,” she said, a little shy, but warm.

Ricky’s grin widened. “Well, this is interesting. You look… serious.”

Roman ignored him, focusing on Serena. She climbed into the car quietly, settling in beside him.

“Ready?”...