The daughter-in-law accidentally left her phone in the kitchen with the camera on, and the device recorded her mother-in-law slipping powder into her tea.
The café smelled of cinnamon, caramelized milk, and something sweetly unsettling, as if the air carried the fresh tension of an autumn storm. Darya sat by the window, holding her cup close, as if hoping the coffee would not only invigorate her but also help her “come down to earth” a little, distract her from … Read more