Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Cecilia kept comforting herself after hanging up the phone. Her mom had it tough, too; at such an old age, she had to arrange blind dates for her.

As the saying goes, familiarity comes with repetition. If this blind date didn’t go well, she would surely arrange a better one next time.

“Sorry.” This time, it was Cecilia apologizing to the waitress. She felt a bit embarrassed. “This seat isn’t the one I reserved, I made a mistake. But…”

Her gaze swept around the coffee shop.

“I’m here for a blind date. I…”

There were no available seats before her. Where would she go for the blind date now? And where would she wait?

If things didn’t work out, she might as well just go home. Even if she had to endure Sue’s nagging, it was better than trying to squeeze in a place that was like a crowded marketplace.

Already having second thoughts before starting her entrepreneurial journey, Cecilia looked around the coffee shop again.

her temples, feeling a headache coming. “Is this even

to have been turned into a

her complaint, the waitress flashed her a

even more enthusiastic, especially after sorting out the seating issue. She wasn’t as tense anymore

blind dates don’t stay here, they’re

at a forty-five-degree angle—the whole thing was like a mechanism in reality

wind chimes hanging above rang. There was a vast expanse of white and sky-blue, reminiscent of the sky. One could hear the sound of cars honking and accelerating. Occasionally, one could also

this coffee shop was on the second

eyes lit up; the thought of leaving completely disappeared. She was completely

The surroundings were covered in large floor-to-ceiling

stretched out before her. Standing here, she felt like she could collide with the speeding cars at any time. In reality, there was an entire floor of distance

Excitement surged in her.