CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

It was Saturday and Grace was working at the cafe. She had learnt how to brew and make extremely great coffee from the George, the barista she had employed.

The cafe was full, there were coffee drinkers, those who needed to borrow or buy a book, those who wanted to meet up with someone and also some regulars who simply insisted on having their coffee at her cafe.

She was just smiling at a satisfied customer when she heard the bell ring and in walked Enrique.

Grace quickly ducked behind the counter and crawled out the backdoor and upstairs into the house. As Lila, she had been avoiding Enrique since the night she spent at his house.

Ten days had passed since that Wednesday when she had snuck out of his house. Even at work, she had been extremely distant with him.

Grace felt stupid for assuming that Enrique was going to lose interest in her so quickly simply because she had rejected all his calls and made sure to be absent whenever he showed up at the cafe. She had also made sure she d