*Sawyer*
Theo arrives at my door, looking more relaxed than I've seen him in days. His smile is warm, and there's a glint in his eyes that makes me curious. "Ready for dinner?" he asks, offering his arm.
I take it, feeling the familiar comfort of his presence. We walk down the corridor, but instead of turning towards the restaurant as expected, Theo guides me past it. "Where are we going?" I ask, a mix of curiosity and apprehension stirring within me.
He grins, that boyish charm of his making an appearance. "I've planned a little surprise for you," he says cryptically.
We ascend the stairs to the top deck, the night air balmy but refreshing against my skin. As we emerge onto the deck, I'm struck by the sight before me. A single table is set up, adorned with candles and flowers, overloo
