My Life Changed When I Met You Ch. 7
Oh my god, it’s her. The dreadlocks were unmistakable, and Delphine stared at the brunette from behind. It’s been eight years. She hesitated before gaining her composure and swallowing her fear. She had to say hello.
The brunette’s heart skipped a beat as she heard the accented voice, tossing the coffee stirrer in the garbage before turning around. She looked at the woman who had just entered the small café.