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“He hasn’t messaged you for this long because he probably wants you to feel guilty. Don’t let him control you.”

“I’ll try not to.”

She gives me a hug. “I’m going to wipe down the tables.”

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As the lastcustomer of the morning rush leaves, I take a moment to collect myself and push aside the haunting memories, doubts, and scars that have defined my existence for far too long.

The door chimes, and my gaze lands on a man entering the cafe. A dark blue plaid flannel hangs loosely over his white T-shirt, while his blue jeans and sturdy work boots complete the outfit. A baseball cap casually rests atop his brown hair, and his captivating blue eyes send a flutter of butterflies deep within me.

I put on my best customer service smile as he approaches the counter. “Welcome in! How can I help you today?”

“Hey, any recommendations for a coffee that will make my taste buds dance?” His playful remark brings a soft laugh to my lips.

“Well, if you’re up for a little adventure, I’d suggest trying our signature caramel macchiato. It’s a perfect blend of smooth espresso, creamy milk, and just the right amount of caramel sweetness.”

“Sounds good. I’ll take a small one to go, please.”

“Four dollars, please.”

He pulls a brown wallet from his back pocket and hands me a five-dollar bill. I click the screen on the cash register for it to open and place the money inside before closing it, his dollar in my hand.

“You can keep the change,” he says.

“Thank you,” I say, placing the dollar in my tip jar. I feel his gaze on me as I reach for the portafilter, causing my fingers to tremble and my heart to quicken. I fill it with freshly ground espresso and tamp it down, trying to keep my hands from showing how nervous he is making me. I place the portafilter in the espresso machine and pull the lever, filling the cup with a rich, fragrant shot of espresso.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee engulfs me, and I feel happy because I’m about to create something wonderful. I slide the cup beneath the frothing wand, the milk’s silky surface shimmering as it heats.

His eyes hold mine for a lingering moment. “What would you say is the best thing to do around here? I haven’t been in town for a while, and I’m looking for some recommendations.”

My mind is racing to conjure up the highlights of the little town of Beaufort. “Well, it depends on what you’re into. If you enjoy nature, we have some beautiful hiking trails just a short drive away. And if you prefer a more urban experience, the downtown area is filled with charming local shops, restaurants, and cultural events.”

I reach for a to-go cup and pour the frothed milk from the pitcher. I watch as it fills the cup to the brim, creating light swirls in the rich espresso. I grab a lid to place over the cup and hand it to him.

“Here you go.”

He takes the cup. “Thank you. I’m Eric, by the way.”

“You’re welcome, Eric. I’m Hailey, nice to meet you.”

Eric nods with a smile, his eyes sparkling with genuine interest. He takes the lid off, smells the coffee, and takes a sip before speaking. “This smells and tastes really great.”

“Thank you. When was the last time you were here?” I ask.

“I left when I was ten.”

“Oh, you moved with your family?”

He nods, placing his cup down on the counter in front of him. “Yeah, my mom got a new job after my dad passed away from a boating accident.”

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry.” I feel a little embarrassed talking with him about family when my own is so screwed up. I am careful to make no mention of mine.

“It’s alright, life goes on, eventually,” he responds.

I nod in agreement.

“See you around.” He smiles and picks up his cup, then heads out the door. As soon as the door shuts, a small smile tugs at the corners of my mouth.

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