A little child was waiting by the table.

His cute fluffy hair and wide little brown eyes stared back at me, then blinked and vigorously drank water. 

“Oh, hi there…”

Is he perhaps on the wrong table? I called for the waitress but they won’t even glance my way.

I sat in front of the kid, staring at him.

“Are You alright, dear? Are you looking for your parents?” I asked, wanting to talk with the adorable kid but the kid refused to talk.

“Stop scaring him.” I heard from behind and saw a tall and handsome man approaching our way and sitting beside the child. The child quivered and...