"Heading to the table, I sat down, tucking my legs beneath me. There were no chairs, just piles of cushions. The slatted walls were slightly broken, allowing blue light to glow from outside. I could smell the scent of fresh air and the dewy stalks of mint. It helped keep down the headiness from the dozens of wax burning candles.
"I just finished filling orders," Hazel called out."
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(In the middle of chapter 2 when having breakfast with Hazel and the cat, there's no words to press at the end of the text to continue the story..?
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"I just finished filling orders," Hazel called out."
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(In the middle of chapter 2 when having breakfast with Hazel and the cat, there's no words to press at the end of the text to continue the story..?
)