MIRABELLA
Later that day…
I slipped into a sparkling backless dress and paired it with blue high heels. After applying a layer of pink lip gloss, I heard a knock at the door.
I walked downstairs and opened it.
Richard stood there wearing blue T-shirt and black trousers.
His eyes widened.
"You look beautiful," he said.
I smiled. "Thank you. You don't look bad yourself."
He chuckled and offered me his arm.
"Shall we?"
I nodded and linked my arm with his.
The drive was quiet. Neither of us seemed to know what to say.
"We're here," Richard finally said.
His hand brushed my thigh.
I smiled awkwardly. "That was fast."
He got out first and opened the door for me before offering to carry my handbag.
Together, we entered the restaurant.
The place was elegant, decorated in black
