Abigail watched the two people in front of her curiously, trying to block out the sound of Ena sipping her coffee. Her gaze zeroed in on the couple that was sitting a few tables away from them right by the window of the coffee shop, conversing deeply with each other.

“See how they keep touching each other?" Ena asked leaning back in her chair, the taste of coffee lingering on her lips as she patted her lips dry with a napkin.

Anna’s gaze shifted from the couple to Ena before refocusing on the couple. She noticed the love in their eyes, similar to a one she had once experienced years...