Zoe’s POV

The following day, I felt much better, making me woke up early and open the café myself. As aunt Millie and mom took overtime last night, I decided to open the café myself at four.

And to my surprise, I saw Mr. Reynolds on the staircase, waiting for the café to open.

“Good morning, Mr. Reynolds,” I greeted.

He stood up and smiled at me. “Good morning, young lady. You’re up too early. I thought it was Millie who would open the café,” he said, and I could sense the tint of regret in his voice.

It seems like I ruined a chance for them.

I smiled and...