Asteria D´Angelo
We made our way to a fancy restaurant. I was not expecting Zane to have planned this so carefully, but he had. I had no idea when he got the time to do it, or how he managed to, but the reality was that he was going above and beyond with the whole date idea.
I have never been on a proper date, so I knew very few things about it. I dolled up, and he gave me flowers. Bright red, a symbol of love, but also they looked so bright and vivid that it reminded me of the blood that courses through my veins, the one he craves and loves.
We made our way inside the restaurant, and on a balcony overlooking a dome with the bright moon above us, was a table. The table was set with flowers, candles, and a very romantic ambiance. "Really?" I looked at Zane, and he nodded.
"Memories,
