Today's tea is colder
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Last published Sat, Jun 7, 2025
In a quiet little café, where time seems to slow and tea carries memories, Evelin and Théo meet again-by chance, or perhaps fate.
Their words are few, but the silence says much more.
A simple cup of tea, shared glances, and hidden thoughts begin to weave something fragile... and maybe unforgettable.
But why does Théo's tea remind him of something long lost?
And why does Evelin feel like she's read this moment somewhere before?
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