Less than half an hour after Mika Summers left, Tiana Grayson arrived.
Tiana was dressed in a white athleisure set and a pair of matching sneakers. She was the picture of youth and didn't seem to have changed much from five years ago. No, there was one difference—the Tiana of the past had shoulder-length black hair, while the Tiana of today had long, golden-blonde hair that reached her waist.
Amelia's appearance, on the other hand, was a stark contrast. She wore a bright red leather jacket, tight leather pants, and the latest style of combat boots, and her hair was styled in shoulder-length, wine-red curls.
One looked like an innocent, fresh-faced beauty, while the other looked like a street-smart tough girl.
Tiana Grayson spotted Amelia the moment she entered the café. To her, Amelia was always the most radiant person in any room.
So, she had no trouble finding Amelia and walking right up to her.
Amelia looked up from her thoughts and offered a smile. "Have a seat."
