The night grew deeper. In her room, Olivia sat at her study desk. Papers were scattered around, her laptop glowed with design software, while her hand busily sketched on tracing paper.

“Hmm… if the hotel lobby is made curved like this, more natural light can come in,” she murmured as her pencil moved.

Her phone rang briefly, reminding her of her online French class. Olivia smiled faintly, then opened the app.

“Bonsoir, Olivia. Comment ça va?” her French tutor’s friendly ...