It was fancy. That's what Keira thought. There are not many people here and it was said that most of them migrated to another country. The real people of the country seemed to work in another country. She noticed that there's not much to see in the city although there were open shops. There were children in the alley, she noticed. They were going in there with paper bags of goods that seemed to be given by someone.
One thing she noticed is the logo from the bag.
"There's a bakery here in mom's company?" She asked and looked at her husband.
"Yep." He nodded his head.
"Okay," They continued walking. "You seemed to have a lot to explain to me."
"We need to go to our villa first."
"Wait," She stopped him. "Let's buy pastries first."
"Okay,"
