It was now the next day and Aria was on high alert. She knew the law enforcers would walk through those doors anytime soon. The worse thing is she had no plan. She was prepared to crawl and beg. What else could she do?
The café was quiet now.
The silence was something she hated before. It meant no customers and no customers meant no sales. But today she couldn't help but be a little relieved...at least now there wouldn't be any spectators when they'll come to throw her out.
She stood behind the counter, running a rag across it absent-mindedly. She looked around the cafe reminiscing old memories. Memories from when she first opened the cafe, her very first order, her very first batch of pastries. Even the very first coffee she brewed.
A smile found it's way to her face, a sad smile. Th
