Chapter 49: Coffee.
And just like that, two months passed.
The days blended into one another in a whirlwind of work, luxury, and an ever-growing sense of detachment.
Cielle’s weeks were a mix of relentless office work, late nights buried under files, and weekend hangouts with Elara or Darling—or both. The three of them had slipped into a comfortable rhythm, often meeting for dinner, shopping, or simply lounging at one of their places with glasses of wine and casual gossip. It felt normal. It felt good.
But there was always a piece missing.
Natalia.
Cielle had tried—she had tried so hard to get her to come see her. At first, Natalia responded with dry, one-word texts. Then, after the third invite, she stopped responding altogether. That didn’t stop Cielle from texting her, though, eve
