CHAPTER 77 | Her Invitation, His Rejection

Eyes fixed on the small letters printed on the pale yellowish paper with loose curly hairs falling on his forehead, wearing a white formal shirt with black formal pants,Sipping on his black tea while the cool air kept touching his bare skin time to time but unaffected to them, he was the only person to sit across those open streets on a chair and enjoy a morning tea.

Everything was fine and peaceful for him until a car was parked just in front of him, his attention divided between his tea, newspaper and the sudden appearance of a strange car in front of him.