Lia’s pov

Lia exited the vehicle and onto the uneven pavement, the coolness of the evening breeze causing her to snug her coat closer. She didn't intend to come here. Her feet had only brought her here, as if a part of her understood that this was necessary before she could progress. The café appeared just as it did before. The worn green awning still drooped slightly at the edges, and the inviting light from within spilled onto the sidewalk, just as it always did. The aroma of espresso ...