As we made our way to the restaurant, my hands were slightly sweaty, and my heart was beating a bit faster than usual. I tried to keep my nerves under control, reminding myself that I had been in similar situations before.
“Calm down!” I scolded myself internally, trying to find that tranquility I desperately needed at that moment. I knew it was important to maintain my composure in order to fully enjoy the culinary experience that awaited us.
Adrien occasionally cast discreet glances in my direction, trying to gauge my emotions in the moment. Although my gaze remained fixed on the path ahead, my attention was on him, aware of his interest in how I was feeling.
Finally, we arrived at the elegant restaurant. Adrien got out of the car and quickly walked around to open my door. I observed
