kiye, three

short when she saw who was standing before her. The man flashed the m

t of work for coming in almost every day at lunchtime and ordering a portion of shortcake and tiramisu to

don't need to be so angry. Strawberry shortcak

hand irritably. "Don't forget that M

till call me that formally." Jayme sighed loudly.

buy cakes at my shop if you keep coming in like

ke in front of Jayme and was about to turn a

? Have you eaten yet? You must take care o

PA

arm for Jayme. He liked the little girl, apart from liking her strict mother. Let

ing a tutu skirt with her reddish hair tied up. There was a small

nch? Why don't you take Mommy out to eat with you?" Jayme leaned closer to Mar

ing the cakes in the display case. The shop was quiet this afternoon, and the cakes were almo

r, facing Zanara and staring

ime for that; I mean eating and resting. Howeve

Jayme coming to her shop. It wasn't that she liked him, it was that she had closed herself

okter Demir! Mari

s cell phone. A motorcycle with a big box with 'PizzaPaw' written o

m inside, thrusting them in front of Zanara

ans you want to eat here, right? Come

man had not stopped approaching her for two and a half years, to the point where Marion thought of

ing Marion on his lap and feeding the little gir

okay? Let Papa-I mean, let Uncle Jayme enjoy his meal," she admonished

casually called him papa-already made him f

joy his lunch and finish the few slices of pizza before him. He disliked pizza; he would

as he gently rubbed t

hat Zanara had finally-albeit half-hea

. If you need anything, you know where to call, okay?" Jayme whispered

, but it didn't feel right to leave. Although, in the end, his goodbyes would only be met with a co

take care of, and I hope you won't hesitate to call me

om Zanara; he then carried his briefcase and t

probably be the same as today, with no fresh air, just a grumpy and unfriendly at

was a man who also needed an outlet, but only to that extent, he still could not

s about to step out. The man failed to leave but

r of the unknown number, Jayme knew all about it. He

a almost drop the flat object in her hand. She

us because she had never once given Ja

your ce

snatch her phone back, but her efforts were

topped. Neither Jayme nor Zanara realized it. Both stood

ara extended her hand whil

ect. Only on Zanara. And soon, he handed

away. The woman answered briefly.