"This way, sir." Nicholas followed the waiter through the restaurant and took a seat at a small table by the window. "Sir, have you dined with us before? You can order some dishes in advance so the chef can begin preparations," the waiter inquired politely, bowing slightly. "No, I'll decide later." The waiter nodded and left.
Lilla had chosen this restaurant; Nicholas had never been there before. He glanced around, his eyes sweeping over the ubiquitous roses and pink decorations symbolizing love, before dropping his gaze indifferently. He wondered what Izzy was doing now.
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When Lilla arrived at the restaurant at the appointed time, this was the scene that greeted her: her beloved man sat by the window, his gaze lowered in deep thought, seemingly waiting patiently for her arrival. T
