❤️Caroline’s POV❤️
The warmth inside the place was welcoming, especially since the air outside seemed to be slapping my cheeks. I still regretted not bringing my jacket. I could feel my cheeks heating slowly and I pressed my hands against my face in an attempt to hasten it.
It was a pretty restaurant, neatly decorated in varying shades of brown, accentuated with paintings that hung from the walls. The bar at the front held an impressive number of drinks, too much that I stood across from it, trying to take all of it in.
"This way, Caroline." Oliver led me towards an empty table at the far end of the room for quietness and tranquility I presume.
A pretty waitress in a short gown soon walked up to us, grinning like we were familiars.
"Welcome, which of the cuisines on the menu would y
