I Was There… But I Never Spoke” I started working at a cafĂ© as a dishwasher. At first, I was quiet… really quiet. For almost two months, I barely talked to anyone. I would just come in, do my job, wash dishes, and go home. No one really knew me. And honestly… I was okay with that. But slowly, things changed. I started getting comfortable. I began talking to people… joking around… and somehow, I became one of the most talkative guys in the cafĂ©. Everyone knew me now. I wasn’t invisible anymore. And then… there was her. She worked as a barista. She wasn’t like everyone else. She had this energy… sometimes loud, sometimes quiet. Sometimes she looked really happy… and sometimes… she looked like something was bothering her. I noticed everything. The weird part? I could talk to everyone in that cafĂ©… except her. I don’t know why. Maybe I liked her. Maybe I was scared. Maybe I didn’t want to mess things up. So instead… I stayed silent. I would see her every day. When she was laughing wit...
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