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Annabelle's Cold Words

Author: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-18 18:25:58

Michael’s POV

The lunch rush had finally died down.

Steam no longer flew from the espresso machines and the once roaring murmur of customers had gradually shifted into a gentle hum of conversations and clinking cups.

The café smelled of toasted bread, vanilla, and burnt milk—the familiar scent of fatigue and effort.

I wiped my hands on a towel and leaned against the counter, my eyes scanning the remaining customers out of habit more than necessity.

Across from me, Ivy sat on a barstool, nursing an iced mocha with two extra pumps of caramel.

Her dark hair was tied up in a loose bun, and strands had fallen across her cheek from the sweat of the midday madness.

She looked exhausted, but the kind of exhausted that made someone human, not broken.

"That was brutal," she said, taking another sip. "My knees are going to go for a vacation tomorrow."

I chuckled.

"You held your ground better than Liam. He nearly dropped a tray of cappuccinos on that couple in the corner."

Ivy smirked.

"Th
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