009 You look like her

Emily followed Ethan’s mother into the café. The atmosphere here was a stark contrast to the tension of the hotel, with the rich aroma of coffee and the soft music filling the air. The afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the cozy tables and chairs, adding a touch of warmth to the winter day.

They chose a table by the window, and Ethan’s mother took off her coat, revealing her elegant outfit. Her graceful demeanor and every movement reflected her pursuit of quality in life. Even the way she folded her coat, with meticulous care, showed her attention to detail.

The waiter approached them, smiling as he asked what they would like. Ethan’s mother ordered two lattes and then turned to Emily.

“Emily, what kind of coffee do you usually like?” Her voice was gentle, tinged with care.

“A cappuccino, thank you,” Emily replied, her voice calm, though her heart was a bit uneasy. She wasn't sure what this conversation would lead to, and the uncertainty gnawed at her