Jasmine

The cafe buzzed with its weekend vibe. The clink of cups against saucers and the soft hum of conversation filled the air. The smell of freshly ground coffee mingled with the aroma of jasmine that clung to her scarf.  A candle flickered between them, its small flame steady, casting warm light over the polished wood ofContinue reading “Jasmine”

The Table By The Window

The café sat tucked in a quiet corner of the city, the kind of place where the hum of life seemed softer, where time stretched lazily, curling around steaming cups of coffee and the rustle of newspapers. It was where two strangers met—every day, almost—but never quite. He sat by the window. She sat byContinue reading “The Table By The Window”