Friday - NoonCafé Luxembourg was exactly what Elara had hoped for bright, busy, full of witnesses.She sat at a corner table, Marco positioned three tables away with clear sight lines to her and both exits. He had arrived an hour early to check the space, just like he had promised.Elara checked her phone. 12:03.Cassandra was late.Maybe she wouldn't show. Maybe this whole thing had been…“Elara.”She looked up.Cassandra stood beside the table, and Elara barely recognized her.Gone was the perfectly styled hair and designer clothes. Instead, Cassandra wore simple jeans, a plain sweater, minimal makeup. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She looked... normal and tired.“Thank you for coming,” Cassandra said quietly. “May I sit?”Elara nodded, not trusting her voice.Cassandra sat, setting her purse carefully on the table. “I wasn't sure you would actually show up.”“I almost didn't.”“I wouldn't have blamed you.” Cassandra's hands twisted in her lap. “After everything I did, it
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