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Amara
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Collins stopped the car at a restaurant. “We’re here.” He smiled at me as he unstrap his seat belt. I nod in response, I found myself speechless because I thought we’re both heading to somewhere important like business stuffs.
I mean what the hell are we doing here?.
We both got down and walked to the entrance. The glassy door opens itself, this place smells rich. Only rich people comes here I guess.
“Welcome Mr Collins.” An elderly woman walked towards us. she flashed us a sweet smile when she got close to where we stood.
“It’s a pleasure to have you in our restaurant.” She say, she sounds British, quite classy. She looks like she is the owner of this magnificent place.
“You’re welcome.” Collins replies.
“This way please.” She tells.
Collins nods
