They agreed to meet at the coffee shop near the Thompson Group the next day.
Renee wore a white outfit and appeared tired. She arrived before Toph and patiently waited for him by the window.
This coffee shop used to be their regular spot, and this seat was their usual place. However, everything had changed, even though the setting remained the same.
When Toph entered the coffee shop and saw Renee by the window, it felt like he had been transported back in time for a moment. She held her cup carefully, her gaze hesitant as she looked at him, not daring to speak.
A pang shot through Toph's heart, like needles pricking him.
He walked over slowly and sat across from her. When Renee saw him, she froze for a moment and then smiled, pushing a vanilla latte toward him.
"This is your favorite," she said.
Toph glanced at it and smiled wryly.
It was not his favorite.
He loved the rich and sweet macchiato. He had only said he liked it when he brought her here for the first time. After that, he always ordered macchiato. But Renee had never paid attention to that detail, or maybe she had never cared about his preferences.
It turned out there had been signs all along.
Toph thanked her softly and took a sip out of politeness.
"Toph, I..." Before Renee could form a sentence, her eyes welled up with tears.
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