10

Oct. 28. Wednesday.

Riele's POV.

Walking inside the Café doorway, I immediately walked to my best spot. A couch leaning on a wall with a wide window on top of it.

I sat down on the couch, and my friends followed behind. Karen sat beside me while Ashley, and Liz sat opposite. A table situated between us.

"Aren't we ordering?" Karen asked.

I just shrugged, and crossed my legs.

"Well, I need americano." Liz pointed, her hands folded on the table.

"If you're helping, Karen, I'll need mocha latte." Ashley included leaning on the chair.

Karen nodded, and faced me. "What do you need?"

"Just decaf." I told her.

She stood, and walked up to the counter.

"Ever since yesterday, Riele. My mind couldn't stop thinking."

My forehead puckered, and I looked at Liz. "What do you mean?"

"I'm curious." She said.

"About what?" I asked still befuddled at what she meant.

"About wanting to know what you have against Jules. It must be pretty big."

I rolled my eyes, and a huge sigh came out of me. It turns out
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