Bitter Aftertaste

"Then black coffee it is," Declan casually responded, seemingly unfazed by her habitual change.

However, deep down, he remembered many of Clara's habits. He remembered how she folded the towel into a long strip after washing her face, how she rubbed the cup rim with her fingers while drinking water, and the slight lift of her index finger when using a fork to pick up food. She only liked to tie he