The gentle chime of the bell echoed as Olivia pushed open the door to “Timeless Tales,” the quaint bookstore nestled on a quiet cobblestone street. The aroma of aged paper and rich mahogany enveloped her—a familiar embrace that soothed her restless spirit. She had always found solace among the pages, but today, destiny had a …
The First Glance The aroma of freshly ground espresso and the muted hum of rain on the windows gave the café its usual cozy charm. Claire hovered near the entrance, uncertain about where to sit. She spotted an empty corner table, but before she moved, someone else caught her attention. He stood by the counter, …