At that moment, Oliver and Cora were still lost in their conversation, their voices lowered and calm, as if the world outside their table didn't matter. Then suddenly, the sharp vibration of Cora's phone cut through the moment. She frowned instantly, her mood dipping at the interruption. For a second, she ignored it, wanting to stay focused on Oliver. She was enjoying the flow of their talk, and picking up a call felt unnecessary.
But curiosity soon got the better of her. A quick thought flashed in her mind, Malisa. She had asked Melissa to check into who Mr. B was, and maybe, just maybe, this was her returning with an answer. That possibility stirred her enough to reach into her bag, fingers brushing past her small purse before pulling out the phone.
