The cafe smelled of cinnamon and rain. Amelia nervously fiddled with her steaming cup and looked at the door. Then he walked in –Liam. Their eyes met on the other side of the room, sparks flying in the gray afternoon. A burst of laughter, a stolen glance, and soon they were immersed in a relaxed conversation. The rain outside may be relentless, but inside the cafe, a warm and beautiful...
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