Chapter 68 - deja vu in a sense

68

Aria

I rose up from sleep with a headache.

"Urrgh." I rubbed my head. "What a shitty way to start my morning." I whispered.

I quickly take a bath and dressed up to the cafe, Heather coffee usually soothe me up.

As I walked to the Cafe. The early morning air was crisp as I made my way to the cafe, breaths puffing out in little white clouds. My boots crunched on frosty grass and fallen leaves, the only sounds breaking the stillness before dawn.

I cherished these solitary walks under the peaceful blanket of night, before the buzz and bustle of the day began. In these tranquil moments I could gather my thoughts and prepare for the rush ahead.

Unlocking the cafe door, I breathed in the familiar aromas - roasted coffee beans, cinnamon, fresh pastry dough. I flipped on lights and begun brewing a pot of rich dark roast, the gurgle and drip soothingly routine.

Before long, my coworker and friend Heather breezed in, cheeks rosy from the chill. "Brr, it's gotten nippy out there! Perfect cu