Four Storey Building — Must Read

The third floor belonged to Lila, a night-shift nurse who hung her scrubs on the balcony rail and watered a single fern named Hector. She slept through the bakery’s morning rush, dreaming of quieter emergencies.

The second floor was a law office, quiet and stern. Mr. Hargrove rarely smiled, but he kept the rent paid for the three floors above him. four storey building

The ground floor was a bakery, warm with the scent of sourdough and cinnamon. Mrs. Gable started her days at 4 a.m., kneading dough while the city slept. The third floor belonged to Lila, a night-shift