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Eve's POV
Turns out we weren't going far at all. Anabelle had listened and I couldn't be more grateful.
"Found this place while I was trying to do a U-turn," Anabelle explained as she swerved into the car park. It was a mini cafe named Mortys. It was so cute and I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed it along the road. I had lived in that estate for some years.
Granted I didn't go out much, but that didn't mean I shouldn't have noticed a cafe by the street.
"I'm sure you've come here sometimes," Anabelle mumbled, looking apologetic. "I just wanted a place where we can see the estate gate from a distance because I know you'll spend the entire time worrying about getting home unscathed."
"I never knew this place existed," I chuckled at the look of horror on her face. "Thank you for considering my anxiety though.".
"How do you no
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