Coffee is Better Than Tea
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Amelia's life consisted of working all the time at her small bakery and coffee shop in Brighten. She spent day and night there, as she lived in the small apartment above her store with her pets. She was content with her life as it was. She had a small group of friends, and didn't get out much. Her anxiety kept her from really putting herself out there.
Then Harry came into her life. He pushed her to try new things, and get out of her everyday life. He wanted to show her the world , she was just hesitant to it. She knew little about the life he really lived, and he knew little about the extent of her mental health.
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