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Chapter 48: Not Too Close

Author: Divine Osas
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 17:18:28
"Raven?" Zoey whispered, her eyes darting between me and the person at the door. "Like... Raven? Your sister?"

"Yeah," I said quietly.

Just as I stood up, Raven stepped inside, still clutching the bouquet of flowers, their vibrant colors wrapped in delicate white paper.

As I walked toward her, her eyes widened and her grip tightened on the stems of the bouquet.

"Hi, Amelia," she said, her voice barely rising above the low hum of the cafe’s jazz music.

I stopped a few feet away from her
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