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TWENTY-FOUR | CINNAMON

Skye held the door open for me, and I stepped inside. The coffee shop was warm and sweet-scented, with a slightly bitter undercurrent of roasted coffee beans. The walls were painted pale brown, with bright teal accents. There were booths at each window, wide and sloping, and there were trailing plants and succulents on wooden shelves, as well as smaller, potted plants on each of the tables.

“Hey, Susie,” called out Skye, and I realised with a start that of course he would know everyone in Hawthorn. He’d grown up here, and he’d said it himself – there was only one of everything. That meant that every time he got a coffee, he’d see the same rota of staff.

Susie was a tall, olive-skinned girl, with her black hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail. She wore no makeup, but her eyes were framed with thick eyelashes, and she had a teasing grin that immediately made me want to be in on the joke.

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