The sky was overcast that afternoon, as if reflecting Elena's mood. She sat in the corner of a small rustic café, her hands clutching a mug of warm coffee with a soothing aroma. The table in front of her was tidy, with a small agenda, a pen, and a dark brown tote bag. She was waiting for her new partner for a children’s school interior design project. Focus—that’s what she needed.

The doorbell of the café chimed. Elena didn’t pay much attention until the sound of heels and a man’s firm steps approached. She turned her head briefly... and almost laughed in disbelief.

"Oh my God... Elena?" The voice was...