"Come on, he is waiting in the coffee shop opposite our school right now. Just meet him for a while before you go."
Cerys pushed and brought her out of the school.
Summer, who was being dragged along, was trying to find an excuse. "I haven't even washed my face yet, Cerys. Look at my messy hair! I don't want to frighten him!" i
"It is fine. No one is going to know that if you don't tell.
Let's go."
Cerys was a little chubby, almost twice the size of Summer. It looked as if she was taking a kid with her.
Summer reluctantly followed her. "I will only show my face, and then I will have to leave, or I will miss the train."
"Deal."
So Cerys brought her into a coffee shop opposite the school.
A guy, about twenty-eight, medium-built, an ordinarylooking man, was sitting at the table by the window.
As they walked over, and Cerys introduced them to each other. The guy politely held out his hand. "Nice t
o meet you."
Just as she was about to hold out hers, she saw in her peripheral vision a familiar-looking black Land Rover pulling up outside the school across the street. She froze, her face turning pale in an instant. Her breathing became heavy. She thought of hiding, but h e had spotted her. They had eye to eye. It was too late t o hide.
Immediately afterward, he narrowed his eyes and walked towards the coffee shop.
Summer's chest heaved violently, her hands on her side clenched into fists.
"Why don't you sit down, Summer?” Cerys looked at her in puzzlement when she saw Summer still standing there.
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