(Emma's POV)
I arrived at Sunset Café fifteen minutes early, my nerves making it impossible to sit still at home. This quaint little café was where James and I first met two years ago when we both worked the morning shift.
Where he first asked me out, stammering adorably over his words. Where he'd held my hand across the table countless times, promising me a future together.
And now, it would be where I broke his heart.
My palms were sweaty as I pushed open the door, the familiar bell chiming above my head.
The warm scent of freshly ground coffee and buttery pastries washed over me, bringing with it a flood of memories I couldn't afford to indulge in.
My eyes immediately found James, already seated at our usual table by the window. His dark curls were slightly disheveled, as if he'd
