Millie coughed to clear her throat.

“You have a customer. Go take care of them.”

After quickly shooing Grace away, Millie took a deep, calming breath.

Although Grace was young, she was anything but shy or reserved.

After some time, Grace returned, apologizing, “Sorry, I’m swamped right now.

Let’s go shopping once I’m off work.”

As night deepened, the bar’s business picked up. One of the largest establishments in Preagend, it catered mainly to a middle-class clientele.

awaited Grace, content in

that moment, Nancy entered the bar. Her eyes

all because of Millie’s

another familiar face: Rhea, who was nursing a drink alone in a

being hounded by the disabled Darin, a situation that suited her just

a moment, Nancy approached Rhea

recognizing the woman.

were far from friends. Rhea had little regard for someone as ordinary as Nancy, who only had a modest talent in design. Rhea believed that with hard work, she would

L A ‘s L I

her glass toward Millie

and propose a toast

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