On the outskirts of the city, in a quiet and peaceful place, there was a small establishment called “Corner.” This place did not strive for popularity among the fashionable crowd but mainly attracted locals with its homely atmosphere. For the third year, Alina had been working there.
On the eve of a new workday, the young woman was methodically wiping the tables, lost in anxious thoughts about the upcoming rent payments. Her financial situation had grown increasingly difficult ever since her mother passed away. She had to take on extra work hours, and the long-cherished dream of obtaining a higher education had gradually faded away.
— Alina, wake up! The guests will be arriving soon, — came the voice of Zina, the experienced, elderly cook.