The air in the small restaurant was thick with fried oil, laughter, and the constant clicking of cutlery against ceramic plates. Sunlight poured through the glass windows in uneven strips, falling across tables filled with office workers on lunch break.At the far corner, two women leaned over a half-eaten meal, their voices carrying easily over the noise.“I really can’t believe she made it in life,” the blonde-haired girl said, pushing her empty plate away with a soft clink. Her eyes were wide, almost disbelieving, like she was talking about s
Read more