Ethan adjusted his tie as he glanced at Helen across the dinner table. They were seated at their favorite restaurant, finishing dessert. He had something important to discuss, and he had finally decided to bring it up.
“I've been invited to a gala tomorrow,” Ethan said, his voice low. “I want us to attend together.” He took a sip of his drink.
Helen raised an eyebrow as she leaned back in her chair. “A gala? Sounds fancy,” she said with a playful smile. “But I’m not sure about going," she added.
Ethan tilted his head, feigning disappointment. “Why not?” he asked. “It’ll be boring without you. I'm sure you already know that.”
Helen laughed, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Boring? You’re not going to be alone, Ethan. There’ll be tons of people there. You can network, make new
