Johnny's POVHe hadn’t planned to stay late.In fact, he wasn’t even sure why he showed up at all—except for the tiny hope that maybe, just maybe, Alli would be behind the bar tonight. It was Friday. Her first shift back after nearly a week of silence.He’d spent five days saying nothing.No texts.No calls.No begging.Just silence for silence.But that didn’t mean she’d left his mind. If anything, her absence carved her deeper into his thoughts. And tonight… he just wanted to see her. Just see her. Prove to himself she was real, that this hadn’t all been one long fantasy spun from sweat and guilt and late-night what-ifs.So he showed up at The Hollow a little after nine, trying to look like it was just another Friday.It wasn’t.He sat in his usual seat, heart in his throat, and waited.But she wasn’t there.The girl behind the bar wasn’t Alli. Blonde, tall, maybe twenty-five, and clearly new to the crowd. She poured drinks like she was filling orders at a fast food joint—quick, no
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