AYRA'S POV

Restlessly, I found myself standing in the seemingly interminable queue, each passing moment feeling like an eternity as I eagerly await my turn. Determined to fulfill my task, I had roused myself from sleep earlier than anticipated, the early morning light barely filtering through the window as I embarked on my mission to procure Mr. Caspian's coveted cup of coffee before entering the office.

As the minutes dragged on, I couldn't help but steal yet another glance at my phone, the glowing screen serving as a constant reminder of the ticking clock. With a sinking feeling, I noted that it was already a quarter past seven, leaving me...