CHAPTER 25
Ava’s POV
The tea Mara brought me did it’s work. Although, I had doubted it’d cure my hangover just by the look of it. But I guess, I was wrong. I was back to working behind the counter again, my vision clear as crystal.
I started with drying freshly washed glasses while the entire building practically vibrated around me. From the garage came the deafening growl of engines revving aggressively, followed by the sharp metallic clanking of tools hitting concrete floors.
It sounded chaotic.
Like an entire machine factory had somehow come alive overnight.
I winced as another loud engine roared from the other side of the wall.
The place had never been this noisy before.
I turned toward Mara, who was busy arranging pancake batter near the stove like none of the sounds bothered
