Part 3 — The Coffee and the Contract……..
The machine hummed, filling the quiet kitchen with the rich aroma of fresh espresso. “You’re making coffee?” Elena asked incredulously. “I don’t like difficult conversations before caffeine,” I replied calmly. Julian slammed his palm down on the marble counter. “I’m serious, Vivian!” “So am I.” I took my mug, leaned against the island, and finally…
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