Lunching
*Virginia* I find myself sitting across from Ava at our favorite little cafe, La Petite Rose, that is placed just across from the arena, having lunch. The air is filled with the warm smell of freshly baked pastries, and the sun casts a golden glow through the window, making everything feel a little more vibrant. I can’t help but smile as I take a bite of my avocado toast, the bliss of being back in a routine and well my relationship wirh Caleb evolving. “Okay, spill it,” Ava says, leaning forward with a playful grin that suggests she’s already pieced together the puzzle. “You’ve been smiling like a giddy schoolgirl all morning. Is it Caleb? Is he the reason for that glow?” I can feel the warmth creeping up my cheeks, and I try to suppress a smile but fail miserably. “Well, I guess you
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