A Morning Ruined

The café, once alive with laughter and clinking mugs, emptied table by table as the couple’s relentless antics wore down everyone’s patience. Families gathered their belongings, muttering under their breath, while regulars cast weary glances before heading for the door. The space felt hollow, its usual warmth replaced by an unsettling quiet.

Only the couple remained, seated like victors on a battlefield they’d created. Their satisfaction radiated as their eyes scanned the now-empty café, soaking in the power they’d wielded to unravel it. The once-bright, bustling space was now a chilling reminder of how malice and entitlement can cast a shadow far larger than themselves.