Naomi's POV
As I sat at the tiny café table and gazed into the frothy swirl of my unfinished cappuccino, the gentle hum of the espresso machine filled the room. The calm atmosphere seemed like a flimsy façade that could break at any time. With his well-tailored suit and unwavering charisma, Elijah sat opposite me.
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