Elena scanned him with her eyes to see if she could recognize him from somewhere, but still there wasn't any clue. Maybe he's just a rich and thoughtful man, Elena thought to herself.
Alright, sir,” her mother said after a moment, “We’ll have your order ready by tomorrow evening sir.”
He nodded, gave a faint smile, and walked out just as quietly as he came.
Elena watched him disappear into the street, her mind replaying the whole scene. Something about it didn’t sit right, though she couldn’t quite place what it was.
She exhaled slowly, wiping her palms on her apron. “That man…” she murmured.
Her mother raised a brow. “What about him?”
Elena hesitated, her words catching between her lips. “Nothing, Mum. Nothing at all.”
But even as she said that, a faint unease lingered in her ches
