Next, it was his turn.

Oliver had invited me to a café. The location was nice, and the café exuded luxury, a perfect match for his façade of wealth that was just for show.

Today, he had dressed meticulously, wearing a tailored suit, his hair neatly styled, but the gauntness of his cheeks betrayed the toll the past weeks had taken on him.

As soon as I sat down, he eagerly poured me some water