Life is Full of Fleeting Dreams
One of them murmured, as if lost in thought, "I don't know why, but her back looks a lot like the woman from the news—Steven Cooper's former wife."
"That's impossible. His wife was a painter, and Alina's profile says she teaches English. Stop overthinking it. Maybe she just knows someone who works at Cooper Ventures..."
Lucy left the murmurs behind, trying to steady herself. But when she reached for the kettle, her fingers trembled, and the porcelain cup slipped from her grasp, shattering on the floor.
The shards scattered in all directions, some landing in the steaming water. She flinched as the scalding liquid splashed onto the back of her hand. Just as she instinctively bent down to clean