Before she could respond, an elderly woman behind the counter looked up. The moment she recognised Dominique, her face brightened.
"Oh! Look who's here again!" She wiped her hands on the edge of her apron and came forward with a cheerful smile.
"It's been so long, boy! Where have you disappeared?"
Dominique's expression immediately warmed.
"I know, Aunty. I've been busy with work. How have you been?"
"I'm doing well, I'm doing well." She gave him an affectionate little scolding. "You young people are always busy. You remember us only when you get hungry!"
Dominique chuckled. "What can I do? Your food is too good. I keep coming back."
The woman laughed before her gaze shifted towards Hazel.
She looked at their joined hands, then at Hazel's face. A knowing smile slowly appeared on her lips.
"And who's this beautiful girl? You didn't bring her last time."
Dominique glanced at Hazel.
For a moment, he seemed to consider his answer. Then his smile grew a little wider.
