“I’ve never been so sick in my whole life.” Addison sniffled into her tea And groaned. Taking a small sip before looking back at her laptop. She was in her normal spot in the coffee shop, curled in her oversized hoodie. Glancing over at her daughter who’s face was right in a book. Like mother like daughter
Kris looked at her sadly as he pushed more soup towards her. “I’m sorry.” He whispered. “Is there anything I can do to help?”








