I noticed you didn’t order cold brew today. You got a hot latte. With oat milk. And honey.
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I noticed you didn’t order cold brew today. You got a hot latte. With oat milk. And honey.
“You’re judging my cinnamon policy,” he said. Not a question.
He leaned back, the washing machine humming beneath him. “Honestly? I want to know why someone with sad eyes orders black cold brew like she’s punishing herself.”