After leaving the store, we find ourselves seated in a charming tea and dessert shop tucked away in one of Vitra's bustling alleys. The scent of fresh pastries and brewed tea fills the air, and the lively chatter of other patrons creates a cozy backdrop.
I take a delicate bite of the cake in front of me, savoring the soft sponge and rich cream. It's divine, easily one of the best desserts I've ever had. Yet, as much as I enjoy the indulgence, my thoughts drift back to Thorne and Mimi. The sweetness of the cake doesn't compare to the warmth of holding my daughter or the way Thorne's eyes light up when he sees me.
Opposite me, Jane and Celia are caught up in their conversation, the two of them far too at ease. Jane leans back in her chair, her plate empty save for a few crumbs, while Celia sips her tea with an air of elegance that seems effortless.
