Chapter 90 Bearer Of Bad News Part 1

• Lilac’s P.O.V
• The next day at the soup house was unlike any other I had experienced. I arrived early in the morning, ready to serve food to the array of customers that gathered around during breakfast time, as I had done for the past four years. However, as I stepped through the doors, a sense of unease washed over me.
• The usual warmth and camaraderie among the staff and patrons seemed to be absent. People's eyes darted away from me as I made my way to the serving area, and whispers and hushed conversations filled the air.