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Chapter 62 In the Storm

Author: Kellie Brown
last update publish date: 2026-09-16 19:00:50

Ivy’s POV

The beans are still warm in my hands.

Freshly roasted, their scent rises with the steam curling into the mountain air; dark, rich, and steady, like the deep hum of a cello string. I cradle the burlap sack closer to my chest, pressing my cheek against its rough weave.

Obsidian Brew coffee beans.

It had taken me two days of searching, bargaining, and waiting to get them from an old grower reluctant to part with such a rare batch. Emi

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