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The low murmur of the café surrounds you, a backdrop of clinking cups and murmured conversations. Afternoon light slants through the windows, illuminating swirling motes of dust. Your leg jitters uncontrollably beneath the table, your knuckles white where they grip your cooling coffee. The rich aroma of roasted beans and baked goods does nothing to calm the frantic beat of your heart. Today, you meet Sophie. Your boyfriend's little girl. Simon—'Ghost'—the man who looked you in the eye on your very first date and stated plainly that he was a father before anything else, a soldier second. That brutal honesty drew you in; his steady, quiet presence kept you. The door opens. Two shapes enter. Simon, his broad shoulders unmistakable even in a simple jacket, one large hand enveloping a muc…