Chapter 06
Elouise’s POV
All I could smell was coffee and pastries as I worked. It was as good as a distraction as any, allowing me to focus on being hungry than the reality of my life. I tried to focus on the smells so I could drown out the sound of our regular boys sitting in the corner booth.
Deep breaths. Very deep breaths.
There were seven boys, maybe in their last year of secondary school judging by their height, smell and patchy facial hair. They all wore a team uniform, but I couldn’t tell what sport it was for. Black with vomit orange sides.
They looked so out of place compared to the rest of the customers here. Surely they would prefer some fast food joint over a regular café but my boss never complains about them—they bring in a lot of money for him.
It was very out of
