CHAPTER 85: YOU SHOULD DO THEATRE

ELISE

The second I walk into the café, my stomach churns.

It smells like burnt espresso and worn wood.

And history. This is the only place Johan and I could meet up for some privacy, because the owner is his uncle. It’s also here that he fed me the most lies.

I hate everything about it. The...

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