Damien POV
It's been months since Winter has been gone and I've gotten myself a regular job in a cafe as a barista of all things. Can you imagine that? I never would have thought I would have to be as responsible as I now am, taking care of the bills and still going to school at the same time. Is this how Winter felt every day when she had done all the household chores and responsibilities?
"Thanks, have a good one" one of my regulars yelled out as they left, the last customer of the night, and I closed the door gratefully and locked it. Now all I have to do is clean up and I'm done for the night. It doesn't take long, I've got myself into a regular routine and before I know it, I've put my coat on and ducked out the door. Brrr, it's slightly cold and I shiver, putting my hands in my po
