"Mommy, why haven't you come yet," Charlie muttered to himself, his small voice lost in the chaos of the bustling schoolyard.

At that moment, a woman in a black dress with long flowing hair appeared, her steps unhurried. She crouched down to meet his gaze and asked gently, "Are you Charlie?"

Charlie looked at the unfamiliar lady, his curiosity piqued. After a moment of scrutiny, his eyes widened in surprise. She looked so much like his aunt! But uncertainty lingered in his young mind, so he cautiously replied, "You look familiar."

Winnie smiled faintly, a glimmer of complexity in her eyes as she studied the child before her. She already knew exactly who he was. "I know your mom pretty well. We're... friends."

"Do you know why she hasn't come yet?" Charlie asked, his brows furrowed with concern.

"She might be held up on the way. How about this? Come with me, and we'll wait for her together at a nearby cafe. It'll be more fun than standing here."

his mind. But this wasn't just any stranger. After deliberating for a long moment, he finally nodded with reluctant trust. "Alright, but as soon as my mom comes, I have to leave." Winnie couldn't help

cafe near the preschool. They sat down at a table by

Winnie shook her

back, a hint of caution crossing his face. "I don't want to feel all jittery," he said,

softly and ordered a hot milk and a cake for him. Charlie ate happily, savoring every bite. Winnie, meanwhile, gazed

It had been a whim,

"Are you ok?"

tugging at her sleeve.

resemblance to Ben, especially his eyes. Those same expressive, bright eyes stirred something deep within her, momentarily

while. Why? What are you looking at?" Charlie tilted his head in innocent

out of her daze, her lips curving into a faint smile. "It's nothing. Just lost in thought. How's the

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