Stepping Aside for His Happiness… or Is It?
My heart swelled with joy as I looked at my pup's sweet, young face as she slept in her cradle.
I thought that was how I'd spend the rest of my days—in quiet contentment. However, just as I thought I could live peacefully again, a familiar figure appeared in the cafe's doorway.
It was Xavier.
He was much gaunter than before, and his eyes sagged tiredly.
Our eyes met. He opened his mouth, but the words seemed to fail him.
I looked away and asked mildly, "What would you like to order?"
He froze before replying, "A latte, please."