The usual hum of conversation and the clinking of plates filled Molto Affamato. Kiana—known as Kira to everyone else—stood at the counter, smiling at customers, though her mind was elsewhere.
The past few days had been filled with an unsettling feeling she couldn't shake. There was something about Don, their regular customer and the "demon" they helped settle in the human world, that wasn't sitting right with her.
In the corner of the restaurant, Avilyn—Lynda to the human world—sat quietly, her gaze occasionally drifting to Don. They had discussed it before—his strange behavior, the familiarity in his actions—but today, something felt different.
There was a tension in the air, and both women felt it.
"Kira," Avilyn whispered, catching Kiana's attention. "I'm telling you, something about him is off. There's no denying it anymore."
