The Silent Watchers – Someone Is Always Watching, but Why?
chapter 2
Her eyes shifted to the entrance just as the door swung open.
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Tall, broad-shouldered, his dark jacket damp from the rain. He moved with purpose, his presence subtle yet commanding, like he belonged in the shadows rather than under bright café lights.
Araya(fl)
*grip on her phone tightened.*
"Something about him felt... off."
[The Man Approaches the Counter]
Rehan(??)
(Voice deep, steady) Black coffee. No sugar.
Aarya blinked, her fingers hesitating over the coffee machine.
His voice—it had weight, as if it carried things left unsaid.
Araya(fl)
(Clears throat) Coming right up.
She focused on making the coffee, but she could feel his eyes on her. Studying her. Calculating.
She slid the cup toward him, careful not to let their fingers touch.
Araya(fl)
That’ll be seventy-five rupees.
He placed the money on the counter, but didn’t pick up his coffee immediately. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, like he was piecing something together.
Rehan(??)
(Curious) Have we met before?
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