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Suga's Pov:
"That...makes sense Miss Harlie, thank you." I said.
"I know. The older you're the wiser." She joked, laughing. "I should get going. Say goodbye to Yamaguchi for me."
I nodded and stood up with her. She grabbed her bag, and then left. I sighed and then grabbed the three coffee mugs before taking them to the kitchen to wash.
"Has Miss Harlie left?" Yamaguchi asked, packing up the pastries for tomorrow.
"Yes. We should start to get everything ready to close the café up." I said.
"Yeah. I'll prepare everything in here for tomorrow." Yamaguchi suggested.
I nodded and left the kitchen. It was 6:32pm, so there wouldn't be that many customers right now. I started to clean the tables, and making sure the chairs where all tucked in. I then brought inside the tables that where outside the café and the menu sign too. I made sure to turn off the fairy lights in the front windows and turn the 'opened' sign to 'closed'. I then went back into the kitchen, helped Yamaguchi with the rest of the stuff and then we where done.
We took our aprons off, and grabbed our bags. We then closed all the lights, closed the doors, and left. I said goodbye to Yamaguchi and then I started to walk home. Another day has passed.
I went through the same process of giving the young boys outside some cookies, passed by Misses Nichols house to drop off her bread and then finally went home. When I got home, I saw another letter. I picked it up, walked into the kitchen and sat down at my table to read it. I opened it and read it since there was no name.
Dear Suga,
I hope you're doing ok. I know you've blocked my phone number,and all social media, so this is the only way I could contact you. I hope you haven't moved since the last time you told me where you lived, because if so this letter is for nothing.
I just want to say I'm sorry. What I did was a mistake, and I just want you back Suga. Come back Koushi....If not, I'll come to you.
From..
As soon as I saw the name, I threw the letter across the room. Why won't he leave me alone?!
I sighed, and then grabbed the letter again. I then walked over to my sink, and held in under water. The paper dissolved and I instantly felt better. I then sighed and walked through my apartment to my room. I changed clothes quickly and then got into bed.
Thoughts swam through my brain from the letter. He still has my address...He knows where I live...He knows the cafe.
I groaned and tried to get to sleep; but I couldn't. The thought of him coming back was haunting me...I don't want to go through that again.
