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“Two plates, please,” he said. “Your jollof smells too good to pass.”
Goi served him. “Spicy or normal?”
“Very spicy,” he replied with a grin. “I like my food to fight back.”
That made her laugh.
His name was Emma, and he worked at an office nearby. At first, he was only a customer. Then he became a regular. Then a familiar smile. Then a gentle presence that somehow kept making her day softer.
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