The afternoon sky outside the house window looked golden orange, but not as beautiful as Sonny's mood which had been covered in clouds since morning.
He sat pensive on the sofa on the porch of the house, looking at a mini pine tree swaying slowly in the wind.
But what was pictured in his eyes was not the tree, but the face of Wilona and the strange man who was with her at the playground yesterday.
He had never seen the man. Although it didn't mean he had to always see who the man was with Wilona, Sonny growled in his heart, his eyes narrowed thinking about the closeness that was clearly visible between Wilona and the man.
The man looked older than Wilona, but their attitude was quite affectionate, to the point of whispering to each other with their heads almost touching. Ugh, t
