After the long jog I had at the park, I went directly to the café to meet Valerie. I pulled the glass door open, as I immediately inhaled the aroma of the freshly brewed coffee. There was jazz music resounding through the entire place along with the chatters of the people inside. The vicinity was lit with yellow-colored lamps that hung on the ceiling just above the wooden tables. It wasn’t too swarmed by a lot of people, leaving the place neat and spacious. It also didn’t take a while before I spotted Valerie, sitting in the corner of the café, just beside the glass pane that had moist from the air condition. Her chestnut-brown hair was tied to a high ponytail, and her lips were plastered with bright-red lipstick. Her gaze was fixated outside the café as if she was waiting for me, and she would casually glance at her go
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