Later, he took me to a hidden garden restaurant tucked away from the main roads. The table was set under a canopy of white flowers, with the ocean breeze blowing gently around us. There were rose petals on the table, and soft violin music played in the background.
Now, this was for the movies and not for real lives, right? I mean, the violins, the setting…
“This is too much,” I whispered, overwhelmed.
“No,” he said, placing a plate in front of me, “This is nothing. I want you to know that there is nothing too much or too big for you. I would give you all the happiness in the world if I could. But since I know I can’t, this is just me trying to give you what I can afford. This old guy will spoil you until there is no coin left in my name. But I doubt you would milk me to that point.”
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