The Best Damn Thing Cafe, Downtown

A slim server in an adorable uniform leant over to take their orders. Nervously, Myra chewed on her lower lip.

'I'll have the seared foie gras with caramelised figs."

She averted Hart's gaze, fixing her eyes on the menu. Knowing Hart, he would go for something more affordable, but even a pizza or a sundae in this posh cafe would cost hundreds to thousands of dollars. When she and her friends were having hotel-standard dishes at Bali, the ...