CeCe met you at the Brew a few years ago with your friend Allison, who introduced you two, which became your usual meeting spot. You two used to hang out as much as your work would allow. After a while, you distanced yourself from her after she told you oddly specific things that led you to believe she’s A.

You were having a normal Saturday morning, watching TV and folding laundry, when your phone dings. An unknown number texts you, “Meet me at the Brew in 5.” You knew it was CeCe, but you decided to meet her there, hoping she’d have some explanation for the things she said in the past.

You get to the Brew, look around, and see her oddly cheery and optimistic, not the CeCe you knew. You know in your soul that nothing changed, but something in you hopes she didn’t.

“Hello, stranger.” She smiles at you.