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0061: Thanks, But No Thanks

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-22 23:28:20

ANGELA’S POV

That morning was supposed to be ordinary. It started like it always did, gray light slipping through the curtains, the smell of coffee drifting somewhere distant. Nothing special. Except then there was a knock, and everything sort of shifted.

I opened the door still half in a dream, hair a mess, breath caught somewhere in my chest. Aaron stood there, hands jammed into his pockets, shoulders hunched like he wasn’t sure whether to smile or apologize.

“Hey,” he said, scratching the back of his neck. “Your mom invited me over. I hope that’s okay.”

I blinked at him for a second, slow to catch up. “You’re… here. For breakfast?”

He gave this quiet laugh, the kind that slips out before you can stop it. “Yeah. She said she made too much food and didn’t want to throw it away.”

Of course she didn’t. After Luna Mira left last night, Mom wouldn’t stop asking about Aaron. Every little detail. But inviting him over for breakfast? That was new. I stepped aside and tried to act normal, th
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