The café is quiet except for the sound of her fingertips drumming against the marble countertop.
"It's not like I intended to vanish, Elesa, and I'm truly sorry."
She offers him a smile, bittersweet and forgiving, welcoming and overwhelmed.

The café is quiet except for the sound of her fingertips drumming against the marble countertop.
"It's not like I intended to vanish, Elesa, and I'm truly sorry."
She offers him a smile, bittersweet and forgiving, welcoming and overwhelmed.
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