A warm glow cast over the tables as it was morning.
Delilah, Ruby, and Helen worked through the morning rush. The café wasn’t packed, but a steady stream of customers kept them on their toes.
Delilah stood behind the counter, her eyes scanning the room.
Her auburn curl hair was tied back, giving her a crisp, focused look as she managed the register and checked in on Helen and Ruby.
Every so often, she glanced at her phone, mentally counting down the minutes to their next client meeting.
"Latte for Mr. Hamilton!" Helen called out, setting the cup down with a practiced grace. She flashed a friendly smile at the customer before moving on to the next order.
Ruby slipped between tables, her movements fluid as she refilled coffee cups and collected empty plates. As she passed Delilah by
