STELA GOMES
Surprise—that's the word that defines me at the moment. I stood in the restaurant doorway, not believing what I was seeing. The place was wonderful, with only one table in the center and a gentleman in the corner playing a beautiful melody on the piano.
"I ordered the restaurant to close. Today, it's just you and me."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Why did you do that?" Ordering this place to close in the middle of a Saturday night must have cost a fortune.
"I wanted a moment alone with you so we could talk better," he replied calmly.
He didn't even look like the angry Ivan from moments ago. He guided me to the table, and we sat down. Soon, a waiter approached, pouring wine on us and letting us know that dinner would be served soon. I took the glass awkwardly and
