After the man disapeared inside the livbrary. I Returned back to my reading, I tried to immerse myself in the text, but my mind refused to cooperate. Something from my conversation with Mr. Balad kept nagging at me. His words about spending a vacation with a book and hot coffee in a cold season had struck a chord. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the distraction.
"Ahh!" I muttered in frustration, my eyes blurring over the words on the page. "Now, I need coffee too."
Determined to regain my focus, I stood up and made my way to the small kitchenette at the back of the library. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me, a comforting scent that promised a brief respite from the chaos swirling in my mind. I filled a cup, the warmth seeping into my hands as I took a deep breath, savoring the moment.
