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“Hah! My back is hurting so much!” Autumn winced in pain as she clutched her weak waist, kneading it gently. Lifting the heavy box of flour onto the counter by herself had been a bad idea. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and leaned against the counter, breathing out in exhaustion.

She lifted her head slightly and gazed out through the slim glass sl*t between the kitchen and the cafe