They ended up in a garden café down the street. It was just themselves, the attendants, and two other customers seated at the farthest corner. The interior was bright, the walls were built from shining white stone, with columns of ivory and a glass dome ceiling. The vast place was filled with cinnamon-wood furniture, and the smell of earthy fragrance because of the abundance of plants was wafting through the air.
This is the calmest Larissa had ever been and it is thanks to Emeline who suggested they visit this hidden gem of a café.
“So, what else do you do aside from worrying about your love life?” Emeline held her teacup close to her red-colored lips, avoiding the sweet treats strewn all over their table. This made Larissa realize that Emeline worries greatly about her figure. If it w
