>>Amber
I stood outside the cafe a little too early in the morning, staring at the windows that were somehow magically fixed overnight while the sun was still coming out.
I blinked at it in confusion.
The hell??
To my astonishment, the window was now miraculously whole, as if the events of yesterday had never transpired.
Blinking in disbelief, I rubbed my eyes and glanced around, searching for any sign of the chaos that had unfolded. But there was nothing – no shards of glass littering the ground, no remnants of the shattered windows to be found.
A sense of bewilderment washed over me. Could it be? Did that kid do something? I mean, if he was the one who shattered it, he could fix it too. I just don't have anyone else to suspect.
"Amber,"
!!!
I recognized immediately who called out to me and I turned around to look at him.
