Don't keep me waiting
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rying to find a comfortable position as I continued to wait in the cozy corner of the café
ps, and the soft tunes of background music filled the air. Normally, this ambiance wo
k, your message unchanged. "Running a bit late, be there in 15 minutes." I couldn't help but rer
pressive cloud, making it hard to breathe. I took another sip of my lukewarm coffee,
different scenarios. What if you had second thoughts? What if something
he other café-goers on me, their curious glances like a spotlight. I was trapped
ment. The longer I waited, the more my anxiety grew, casting a shadow over what was supposed to be a