It was strangely normal. It was the sort of life that Frosts could never have. But there Cordelia was, doing it. She raised a brow. "Are you a good barista?"
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It was strangely normal. It was the sort of life that Frosts could never have. But there Cordelia was, doing it. She raised a brow. "Are you a good barista?"