At Stephan’s words, Amelia’s heart missed a beat. Something important? What could it be? Her mind raced trying to find any rational justification for his haste. Was something wrong with his family? Maybe it was about their relationship?
“Yes, of course, Stephan. Dinner would be great,” Amelia said, her voice full of both excitement and doubt.
They decided to have their date at a quaint Italian restaurant close by. As the time for their dinner drew closer, Amelia couldn’t help but feel something was amiss. She quickly prepared herself for the dinner. She wore a red sleeveless dress, paired with a silver heel and clutch, she did her hair in a high ponytail. Se adorned her outfit with some expensive-looking pieces of jewellery and finally sprayed a pheromone fragrance. She twirled in fron
