A week had passed.

Olívia, Ísis, and Laura were sitting at one of the outdoor tables at Sant Ambroeus, enjoying a leisurely breakfast before heading to work and savoring some much-needed time together.

Olívia smiled as she set her cup back on its saucer.

“We really needed some time just for us.” She took a deep breath. “Ísis, how was this week with Alex?”

Ísis shrugged, a peaceful smile on her face.

“It was good. He’s respecting my pace.” She paused. “But I know it hasn’t been easy for him.”

La