Bianca POV
The day went by quickly and my shift ended. Luckily, we closed the shop earlier than expected, so I was able to go to the car shop to pick up my car. On the way there, I couldn't stop thinking about Tony and how he looked when I entered the cafe. I couldn't help it, especially since I had a strange dream about him that I can vividly remember.
Normally, when I dream about something, I forget it as soon as I wake up, or sometimes I think that I didn't dream at all. So it was really unusual to have a dream where I remembered every detail.
The taxi pulled up to the car shop and I paid the fare before getting out. As I walked towards the shop, I quickly spotted my car and smiled.
"Hi, I'm here to pick up my car," I said to the man standing in the doorway, pointing at my car.
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