Chapter Fourteen; You Are My World

“Never thought I would see the day this damn rascal would settle down.” The old man I now know as Mr. Dardan says as he looks between me and Anderson.

He'd taken the pleasure of giving me a detailed narration of how Anderson always dropped by at his shop during his teenage years, emphasizing the part where he always came with a new girl at his side.

Now we sat in a secluded section of the shop, although it was small, the ambiance of the building was homey and lively. The walls were adorned with colorful murals of ice cream cones, whimsical unicorns, and playful fairies, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a wonderland. The shop was perfectly suited for children, so why would a man like Anderson come here of all places?

Mr Dardan was a short man with a hunchback. His gray hair was cut short, and neatly combed, and his squinted eyes made it hard for me to see the color of his eyes. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes would crinkle like folded paper, but that was by far the only wr