The Café at Cherry Lane (eBook, ePUB) - Pomakoglu, Fatih
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The world didn't flip upside down overnight. The sun came up like it always did. Tom's phone still buzzed with work emails, and the city outside kept up its usual noisy rhythm. But everything had shifted, because he had.
He got dressed slow, without that old knot of dread in his stomach. Just a plain shirt-no tie. He caught his reflection and, for the first time in months, saw someone familiar. Not the tired, washed-out version of himself, but a man with steady eyes and a relaxed stance.
He didn't march straight to the office. Instead, he wandered down Cherry Lane. The early sun filtered…mehr

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The world didn't flip upside down overnight. The sun came up like it always did. Tom's phone still buzzed with work emails, and the city outside kept up its usual noisy rhythm. But everything had shifted, because he had.

He got dressed slow, without that old knot of dread in his stomach. Just a plain shirt-no tie. He caught his reflection and, for the first time in months, saw someone familiar. Not the tired, washed-out version of himself, but a man with steady eyes and a relaxed stance.

He didn't march straight to the office. Instead, he wandered down Cherry Lane. The early sun filtered through the cherry blossoms, splashing light and shadow across the sidewalk. The café still had its "Closed" sign up, but the door wasn't locked.

He stepped inside. The air felt fresh, the chairs were still flipped up on the tables from last night. Mary stood behind the counter, not busy at the espresso machine, just gazing out the window with a steaming mug. She turned when he walked in, and her smile was bright enough to light up the whole place.

"You're early," she said, her voice soft in the morning hush.

"I am," he said, making his way over. "I wanted to start my day where I belong."

He slipped behind the counter-a spot that used to feel off-limits, but now felt right. He poured himself coffee from the pot she'd brewed. The act was so simple, but it meant more than any work meeting or office routine.

They leaned against the counter, sipping coffee and watching the city wake up through the window. No big plans, no dramatic speeches, just the quiet comfort of being together. The warmth of his mug, Mary by his side, and the gentle certainty that he was exactly where he should be.

Cherry Lane Café wasn't just a hideout anymore. It wasn't a place to run to. It was home. And as Tom watched the petals drift past the window, he realized he hadn't just stumbled into this place-he'd built something real, piece by piece, morning by morning.

He was home, for good.

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Autorenporträt
Born in Istanbul in 1967, Fatih Pomakoglu stepped into the world of literature in his twenties. His fundamental drive for writing has always been a passion for understanding people and their boundless inner worlds.
In his works, he delves deeply into the inner journeys of his characters, the turning points in life, and the different layers of human nature. Blending the subtleties of classic storytelling with the possibilities of modern technology, Pomakoglu aims to bring the new narrative possibilities created by artificial intelligence in literature to his works, offering his readers fresh and compelling experiences.
Every story from his pen aims to impact the reader not only with its plot but also with the new windows it opens in their emotional and intellectual world.