Chapter 184 - Home isn't made by the space, but by the people who fill it

Miguel got out of the car to open the door for me and when I saw the cafe... I couldn't believe my eyes. The cafe was open and clearly busy, with people coming out and going in simultaneously.

"What?... How is this possible?" I ask as Domenic offers me his hand to support myself.

"I reopened it for you. This was once your dream, and I want to be the man who makes your dreams come true. Want to go inside?" He asks as I stare at the door while the open sign moves left and right because of the wind.

"Yeah...Yes. Let's go in." I say, still stunned by the surprise as Domenic helps me walk.

I enter the threshold and observe the chatter of the people buzzing all over the place as the familiar smell of freshly ground coffee fills my nostrils.

"God how I missed this place." Everything was back to how I had left it, the books, the freshly replastered couch, the flowers Domenic originally filled the place. I look up to the second story of the cafe balcony when I hear a familiar voice.

"Autumn?"