My vintage love

Untold story

"Violet ..Help, I need your help " 

A mellowed voice reached my ears. I was trying to allocate the source but its something I can't do, I'm surrounded by darkness. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again wishing just to glimpse anything that can tell me where I am.

"Violet , save me " the sound comes again , this time its familiar .

" i know this voice ....its ...its him " 

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*Alarm ringing *

"ah its that uproarious noise again " I huffed with discomfort. I'm not a morning person, in fact I would sleep forever if that was an option in one's life, but unfortunately it's not. I have to pay the bills, with that thought I got out of bed, went to the bathroom for a quick shower. I stood there under the showerhead with closed eyes thinking about that weird dream I had, no matter how hard I think about it, I cannot fathom the source of the voice. I always believed that dreams are our human capacity of seeing the future, that's why I'm bothered about this dream. 

"I need to call my father," I thought while getting ready.

I searched in my wardrobe for something to wear, If I described my style it would be simple with soft colors and a lot of oversized pieces. today I decided on a purple dress with white small roses that reached past my knees with an oversized lilac sweater on top, I put on a pair of socks with the same color and white sneakers. I stopped for a minute and looked at my reflection on the mirror, I'm not model pretty, but I think I'm okay. I'm not short or tall about 160 cm with a  petite figure, I always had a privilege of a thin figure that's something I'm always grateful for cause I love food. I have a long brown wavey hair and a pair of matched color eyes.

after an endless amount of posing in front of the mirror, I decide its time to finally head to work, all I had to do every day is to go down the stairs and voila, I'm at the cafe. actually, when I first rented this place I never thought I would be living here as well, but as I have space I figured it would be more convenient to do so, also I will be saving a lot of money.

I opened the doors of the cafe, put on some k-indie music and started roasting some coffee beans, the aroma does wonders on my sales, it's like it draws customers here every morning.

Diing  ..the door of the cafe opened signaling my first customer of the day, it was her Madam Camilla,

" morning" she sang the word, she always bring joy to my heart.

"good morning Madam" I replied back, she sat at the counter inform of me smelling the coffee aroma, 

" ooh I love that smell, its like magic in the air," she said and I smiled back at her.

" what would you like to have today Madam, " I asked her, she leaned forward and put her hands under her chin and said, 

"well I will let you decide that for me today dear " she said smiling at me and I nodded my head and turned around to prepare her coffee, I decided to make her a caramel cappuccino with extra caramel on top just the way I like it.

"so Madam what brings you here every morning do you live around," I asked while I was preparing the drink.

"I live just across the street, I don't want to surrender to loneliness so I decided to create a little routine for my self that I follow every day " madam Camilla replied, her answer got me more curious about her story, but I decided its kind of rude to question her personal life so I tried to ask her about something else, " so what is your daily routine," I wondered.