Rain was curious about where Henry was taking her but didn't ask any questions. When he stopped the car in front of a small eatery near the wet market, he stepped out, and she followed.
It was clear they were overdressed for the place. The customers—mostly market workers and drivers—paused to stare as they walked in and sat down. But after a moment, everyone resumed their meals.
"Their braised pork is good here. Want to try?" Henry asked.
"Sure," she replied. The small eatery reminded her of the places she and Sanya used to frequent during their high school days. She sighed, her heart sinking as she thought of Sanya. She missed her friend, and even now, Sanya hadn't reached out to her.
Henry called over the older woman running the place and placed their order, snapping Rain out of her momentary trance.
"So, why here?" she asked, curious about his choice of restaurant.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Henry asked, curious.