1st Chapter
A Young Woman’s POV
I drive my red sport car. I know my
destination. I have no doubt, but I’m full of worries.
I arrive in front of a classical café, Betrayer
Space. I park my car, and walk to the building. I haven’t been inside it when I
find a familiar face from the French window. I stop for a moment, and decide to
walk inside the building afterward. Not far away from the front door where I’m
in, I can see the same familiar face I saw from outside. That person, the one I
know, is talking to a crying woman. Again, I decide to walk toward them.