Her Feeling For You

"Venti!"

The coffee shop cashier receiving Zoe's order seemed to smile as Zoe just shouted at him. Unnecessary enthusiasm. He could hear Zoe's voice just fine, but it required patience in another form because after that, Zoe fell silent, preparing to continue her order.

"Caramel... ribbon crunch frappuccino!"

Finally, the continuation of the order was uttered, but it wasn't over yet. The order was for Sara. It couldn't be that simple, and Zoe had to get it right.

Zoe felt like crying, of course, because Sara had truly forbidden her to use any notes now. After more than two months of little progress—except for a few words spoken whenever Zoe didn't intentionally try to speak—Sara was now pushing her a bit to talk, like ordering coffee for her.

"Is this not cruel?" Wolf, watching from a seat not far from the cashier, could clearly see that Zoe was in distress.

"No. She has to speak when she wants to. I specifically asked Barry to give her a chance," Sara, sitting beside him, observed.

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