The café was half-empty, basking in golden afternoon light and soft strains of indie music. It had that cozy kind of modern charm: distressed wood tables, dangling plants, the hiss of espresso machines punctuating lazy JJ conversations. Mahi stepped in, the bell above the door announcing her arrival with a delicate tinkle. She paused atContinue reading “While We Wait”
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The Kiss
He rested his head against the pillar and shut his eyes. The tears kept streaming down his face and he didn’t try and stop them. He felt numb at that moment as he felt his body leaning more and more on the pillar. He had seen enough. To see her kiss some other man withContinue reading “The Kiss”
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