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ARIEL'S POV I pushed open the heavy oak door of the bustling eatery, feeling the warmth of the cozy interior envelop me like a familiar hug. My eyes scanned the room, searching for Mason. Spotting an empty table near the window, I made my way towards it, the sounds of clinking cutlery and murmured conversations filling the air. Taking a seat, I pulled out my phone to check the time. Of course, the scumbag was running a few minutes late, and it was really galling. I leaned back in my chair, tapping my fingers on the worn wooden surface. The soft glow of the afternoon sun bathed the room in a golden hue. A server approached my table with a warm smile on his face. "Can I get you something to drink while you wait?" he asked. I ordered a cappuccino and settled back, watching the world outside the window pass by. "Okay, miss. Anything else?" "I think I'll have some orange juice as well." "Okie dokie. I'll be back before you know it." The server winked at me before walking to get my ord