Laura’s Point of View.
“Good morning, Laura.”
I smiled at Cindy and Henry when I saw them eating breakfast in the kitchen. They handed me a cup of coffee and offered me bread. I thanked them before joining them to eat.
“Did you sleep well last night?”
Cindy received a nod from me. “Yes, thank you.”
She smiled back as she leaned against the counter top. After a few moments of silence, she decided to speak again.
“I didn’t know Damian had found his Luna. Are we that far away from Crescent Capital?” she quipped.
The warmth of the cup lingered in my palm as I touched it. My senses were taken over by the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The air was filled with a bitter yet invitingly mellow aroma. I brought the cup to my lips, inhaling deeply the strong, irrefutable aroma of the cof
