C23 Amelia's POV

I locked up the cafe, my mind still reeling from Mark's unexpected visit. The rain-soaked streets glistened under the streetlights as I walked to my car. I couldn't shake off the feeling that we had just met and had an actual conversation. As I drove home, my phone buzzed with a text from Rachel: "Hey, girl! Just checked in on your mom and bro. All good. Your mom's resting comfortably