Henry observed Giselle from the escalator, a mocking smirk curling his lips as he gazed at the swirl of her hair.
Once he reached the lobby, Sophie discreetly withdrew.
The squeak of a chair punctuated the silence as Henry's voice, flat and unemotional, rang out.
“Not using your fork and knife? Are you waiting for me to feed you?”
Giselle didn't respond, instead quietly picking up her utensils and beginning to eat.
Midway through the meal, Henry abruptly said, “I'm taking you out this afternoon.”
Giselle paused and looked up at him, her eyes questioning.
However, Henry offered no further explanation, and she decided not to press further.
Their meal continued in gloomy silence. After they finished, Henry led Giselle to the dressing room and chose a comfortable long dress for her to
