CHARLOTTE

“We can take you there,” she said, taking one look at the bags and smiling. “Rather fitting that he took you there, don’t you think?” she added, and I nodded absentmindedly.

“Yeah, he mentioned something about the restaurant being one of his favorite places in the city,” I answered as she sat down.

“Can I ask why you’re going back there? I can see it has nothing to do with getting more food or pastries; you have more than enough,” she stated, looking toward the corner of the room where the boxes stood the previous day.

When she realized they had been moved, a smile danced at the corner...