I'm Here Now.
I heard the woman had killed herself, that's what Martha said anyway.
I knew it was true when I stepped into the familiar café and the nostalgic essence hit me like a truck load, except for one thing.
Where a lady who should be around Eliza's age, pretty and dark haired, would normally stand, smiling widely. . . now stood someone different.
Sophia.
Her name tag read and I smiled.
“Hi!” She beamed at me and I stopped, god, her eyes were gorgeous, just like the ocean. “Welcome to Rose's café! My name is Sophia.” She states.
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