I don't know how I managed to walk into Agustine's condo. I am astounded the moment he opened the door. Flower petals were scattered on the floor, there was also a candlelit table at the center of his home, I even saw two men on the corner. From their appearance I could tell that one was a waiter and the other was a chef.
I looked at Agustine. He was also just looking at me with a small smile on his lips as I walked along.
This is beyond my expectation.
He pulled me a chair when we reached the table. I sat down coldly and silently watched him walk around to the seat opposite me. Once again, he smiled at me. A warm smile.
On cue, the waiter went to our place and gracefully distributed the appetizer—Baked Crab and Artichoke Dip. At the same time, mellow music was playing around us. I bit
