Chapter 11: Behind the Smile.
The restaurant Cavier took her to was like something out of a culinary dream. The building was an architectural masterpiece—an elegant blend of wood and glass with lush greenery adorning the entrance. Inside, soft, golden lighting spilled across the tables, which were spaced far enough apart to make every dining experience feel intimate. The walls were lined with abstract art, and the scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the air. Cielle’s stomach grumbled audibly, and she resisted the urge to rub it in anticipation.
They were seated by a window overlooking a picturesque courtyard, where a fountain softly trickled in the background. The waiter brought over menus bound in smooth leather and placed them delicately in front of them. Cavier didn’t even gla
