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Of Bitterness And Warmth

Penulis: Ovia Rebecca
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-19 15:18:14

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Katherine pushed open the door to a small diner tucked between two larger storefronts, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries wrapping around her the moment she stepped inside. The space was quiet, the soft murmur of conversation blending with the faint hum of jazz music playing in the background.

She didn’t look around, didn’t take in the details of the other patrons seated at nearby tables. Instead, she moved instinctively toward an empty booth by the window, slipping into the seat with a quiet exhale, her fingers still curled tightly around the book she had just purchased.

The moment she sat down, she realized how tense she was.

Her shoulders were stiff, her breathing uneven, the weight of frustration still pressing heavily against her chest.

Seeing Castiel had shaken her, more than she wanted to admit, more than she was willing to process. She turned her gaze toward the window, watching the steady movement of people passing by, the city carryin
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