A week passed quietly.
Sophia had barely shut down her laptop when her phone vibrated.
Adrian.
Dinner?
A smile appeared before she could stop it.
My place or yours?
His answer came a few seconds later.
Your choice.
She stared at the screen.
That was another thing about Adrian.
He never assumed.
Never decided for both of them.
Even something as small as dinner was always a shared choice.
She typed back.
Yours.
Three dots appeared.
I’ll be waiting.
⸻
An hour later, Adrian met her in the lobby of his apartment building.
No flowers.
No elaborate surprise.
Just that familiar smile that somehow made the longest workdays disappear.
“You look exhausted.”
Sophia sighed dramatically.
“I had six meetings.”
“Only six?”
“Don’t mock my suffering.”
“I wouldn’t dare.”
He leaned
