Kira's POV
I stepped out of the Uber, hearing the door slam shut behind me with a definitive thud. After completing the payment through the app, I tucked my phone away and watched the car merge back into the bustling evening traffic. The warm air carried hints of freshly brewed coffee from the establishment ahead, making me pause on the sidewalk.
Standing there, I examined the building before me with growing unease. This café was clearly beyond my financial reach - featuring pristine glass facades, elegant wooden accents, and gold lettering that practically announced its exclusivity. Even the clientele streaming in and out appeared to inhabit a completely different social sphere - designer clothing, expensive jewelry, fragrances that probably cost more than my monthly salary.
