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Piccolo tasted sweet, but I didn't get a chance to taste the sweetness of love. I felt like I was a bitter black coffee, while Ariel was a sweet piccolo I often gazed at her, counting down the days until she met Damon. The city Summit would start at 10:30 am, and Ariel, working as a part-time usher, would wait at the entrance. When Damon walked in, he would see her and get hit by Cupid's arrow "Ariel, are you interested in other part-time jobs? I can introduce you to a tutoring job. It starts tomorrow, and the pay is decent, I casually asked while she was cleaning the table next to me. Ariel gave me a grateful smile but declined, "Eliana, I appreciate your concern, but school term is starting soon and I have this usher job to finish. Then I need to return to school for registration." I was taken aback. I forgot she was about to go to school. I was too late. Maybe if I had asked earlier, I could have prevented her from meeting Damon. But maybe it was fate, and I couldn't stop it from happening again and again… "No problem, it just crossed my mind," I said, taking another sip of my coffee. "So, you're quitting this job too?" "Yes, I won't have time once school term starts." Ariel looked around, seemingly reluctant to leave. Then she gave me a bright smile, "Eliaña, I'll miss you." I felt awkward. Ariel would probably avoid me if she knew everything. When more customers came in, Ariel went to serve them. I breathed out a sigh of relief, paid my bill, and left. I wouldn't have to come back to this budget coffee shop ever again. The wheels of fate were turning. Watching everything unfold again wasn't easier than reliving my past life. I realized from Jones's incident how powerful the butterfly effect was. I knew changes were coming, and I had to face them.

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