The autumn wind whipped through the bustling city street, carrying the faint scent of roasted coffee beans and exhaust fumes from passing cars. Eliana's cab had already disappeared into the traffic, a fleeting yellow blur swallowed by the urban chaos. Inside the coffee shop, the patrons had returned to their murmurs and laptop screens, the dramatic outburst already fading into the background noise of everyday life. But outside, the tension lingered like a storm cloud refusing to dissipate.
