Fresh start

A woman with streaks of grey in her dark hair and a light of worry reflecting in her hazel eyes was looking at me.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Are you okay dear? You look a little pale," she asked looking around.

"I am fine," I smiled at her.

"Can I help you?" she asked again.

I looked at the woman who was slightly taller than me, wearing a cardigan and had an apron tied around her waist with the hair in a tight bun.

"I was just..." 

"Take a seat, why don't I bring you some coffee first?"

Before I could say anything else she was already behind a brown door leaving me alone in the empty cafe.

I sat down on the table that was nearest to me, thinking if it was a mistake or not.

I was still debating if I should leave or wait when the woman came back with a cup in her hands.

She put the cup gently on the table and sat down in front of me.

I cleared my throat and start