The Traps of the Black Swan (Book 2)

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Ten minutes passed, and Jose ordered a few more delicacies and juice for himself. Jennie wanted another cupcake but she didn't dare to move from her chair or ask her mother.

So she just watched outside as her mother wouldn't like it if she watched them. Her mother says she will jinx them. She was already happy that she was sitting with her mother and brother at the same table.

Her mother was helping Jose when she knocked on the juice glass. Jennie was late to notice and her white school shirt stained purple due to grape juice.

Her mother frowned at her, "Go, wash it off." She ordered, giving her a disgusted look.

As obedient she was, Jennie nodded and weakly uttered, "Yes, Mom." Maisie doesn't like it if she calls her mother outside that could be audible for others. Maisie had actually ordered her to address 'Madam Kim.' but her grandfather had scolded her mother.

Getting off the chair, she looked around but didn't see the board to the washroom. She saw a young teenager who had a black apron tied around her waist. She had to lift her head and ask, "Excuse me, could you please tell me where the restroom is?"

The teenager turned left hearing the soft, sweet voice. He had long legs and a slender body. His face was so gorgeous that many girls were drooling at him. Probably he thought Jennie was striking a conversation with him until he noticed her shirt, unblushing cheeks, her innocent eyes which didn't shine like other girls.

He didn't show any expression when he nodded at her before pointing right, "I am sorry, the board is yet to hang in." He was polite.

Jennie flashed him an understanding smile, "It's alright. Sorry for the trouble."

The boy was obviously taken back and unknowingly smiled at her. Jennie went with him as they half-circled the center counter without talking a word. Then he pointed at the door, "The right one is the restroom. There are tissues inside, you can use them."

Jennie turned around to the teenager and ever so slightly bent her head, "Thank you." Then she went inside.

It took her a few minutes but the purple mark didn't wear off so she tried to dry it a little using tissue and quickly returned to the table, afraid her mother would scold her for being late.

But what waited for her was an empty table. Her eyes involuntarily filled up, accurately knowing they left her, again. Probably it was infinite time. Yet, there was still a little hope in her eyes, hope that her mother might be waiting for her outside.

She reached the glass wall next to the table and desperately looked at where the car was parked. And, it was gone. Her mother left her again.

It wasn't the first time, and it won't be the last time. Her tear-filled eyes slowly started to dry while she stood there and watched outside. Many parents were taking their children with them. Some went by walking, some in the bus and some in the vehicle. She smiled looking at their happiness while trying snacks together.

Those actions were farfetched for her. She wished for it but never became greedy.

The confused two teenagers had noticed the mother and son leave right after the girl went to the washroom. They felt like her mother knocked the glass on purpose to get rid of her.

They didn't expect to face such a situation on their first day at the café. They were somewhat clueless but they weren't ignorant.

Once the customer flow and the orders lowered, half an hour had already passed, yet the girl stood there, lost in her thoughts but the smile still hung on her lips.

"Excuse me." Jennie turned around at the voice and craned her neck. He was the same handsome boy who spoke politely to her.

The boy noticed there was a smile but she wasn't happy. Then he was again taken back when she gave an apologetic smile hiding her emotions well behind her smile, "I am sorry, I didn't mean to disturb the business."