A large ceramic mug filled with freshly brewed black coffee rested on a wooden table, thin curls of steam rising lazily into the cool morning air. The rich aroma surrounded Sharvani like a familiar embrace, warm, comforting, and dangerously tempting. She wrapped both hands around the mug, smiling to herself before taking a slow sip.
The bitter taste melted perfectly on her tongue, and she closed her eyes. "Ah......." A satisfied smile spread across her face. "This," She sighed happily "is heaven."


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