Don and Miss Claire sat on the balcony of *Circe*, an upscale establishment known for its elegant architecture and breathtaking view of the city.
The café was on the highest floor, offering a panoramic look at the vast metropolis below. Skyscrapers stood tall and proud, their windows gleaming as the sun cast a soft afternoon glow over the city.
Farther out, smaller buildings dotted the landscape. Beyond them, the horizon stretched endlessly, the faint line where the sky met the distant ocean barely visible. The hum of traffic and the distant chatter of the city's inhabitants felt far removed from the serene atmosphere on the balcony.
The circular glass table they sat around was simple but stylish, with a modern design that added to the café's refined ambiance. Don sat with a mug of coffee in front of him, while Miss Claire held a delicate cup in her slender hands, taking graceful sips.
