The coffee shop was quieter than the stadium when I performed that stunt.
I sat by the counter, stirring my coffee until there were no chunks left.
A couple chatted softly, feeding each other while others hunched over laptops, typing furiously.
Olivia sat next to me, tapping her fingers gently on the table.
“ Congratulations again,” she said, raising her cup for a toast.
“ You were incredible.”
“ Thank you,” I replied, lifting my cup.
Our glasses clinked, and a trembling smile flickered on my lips.
I glanced away immediately, staring at the neon sign outside.
The rain splattered against the glass, like the tears that usually filled my cheeks.
“ I didn’t think you’d come.”
“ I wouldn’t miss my best friend's special day,” she said, looking down at the design on her cup.
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