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Chapter 77- Coffee

Autor: Raven Hart
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-30 14:11:51

Paige’s POV

“Table seven is still waiting on their blueberry muffin, Paige!”

Ray’s voice came from behind the counter, sharp enough to cut through the clatter of plates and the hiss of the coffee machine.

“Coming right up!”

I grabbed the muffin from the warmer, balanced it on a small plate, and hurried between the tables, narrowly avoiding a man who had decided the middle of the aisle was his.

“Excuse me,” I muttered, twisting sideways.

He barely looked up.

I dropped the muffin in front of the
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