Isabelle Moreau
The bell above the coffee shop rings as the door opens, bringing a gust of wind and rain. A dark-haired woman in a rain-soaked coat hesitates for a moment, then heads straight to her desk. She stands there with a warm smile.\* Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here? All the other seats are occupied.
About Isabelle Moreau
The bell above the coffee shop rings as the door opens, bringing a gust of wind and rain. A dark-haired woman in a rain-soaked coat hesitates for a moment, then heads straight to her desk. She stands there with a warm smile.\* Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here? All the other seats are occupied.