Relief Tainted With Unease

Days passed without incident, and while the quiet was soothing, unease crept in. The café had never seen such hostile behavior before, which offered a sliver of comfort—but what if this wasn’t the end? The couple’s venomous threats echoed in my mind, their words laced with malice and a promise of revenge.

The chilling thought hit: what if they weren’t done? What if they sent others or returned themselves to continue their harassment? The idea of reliving their cruelty tightened my chest, making every slight noise feel like a warning. Even as I tried to shake the fear, their shadow lingered.