After Florence left that day, she did not truly give up. Instead, she became a presence outside my shop that I could not ignore.Every day, she stood at the entrance with a bouquet, from the first pale light of morning until the streetlamps came on at night, sampling nearly every noodle dish and snack on the menu.Her stubborn persistence left me feeling helpless.Madeline tried several times to drive her away, but I stopped her each time.I figured Florence could stay if she wanted. At worst, she was adding to the shop’s turnover. Money, after all, was something she never lacked.This went on for more than two weeks, until one day the number of customers suddenly dropped.That morning, as I prepared ingredients in the kitchen, I heard Madeline call out to me.“Come take a look at this.”I leaned out of the kitchen and glanced at her.Since Florence had come looking for me, Madeline had grown closer to me.The cash register seemed to have developed a printing obsession, s
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