Seth's smile deepened as he looked at Izzy, trying to suppress a laugh at her evident discomfort. He knew exactly why she was hesitant, and it wasn't the first time he'd encountered someone who felt out of place in such a lavish setting. However, his expression softened, his voice low and reassuring.
"You don’t need to worry about money, Izzy," he said, leaning slightly forward as his eyes locked onto hers. "I invited you here because I wanted to. No need to be shy about it."
Izzy, still blushing from embarrassment, tried to find the courage to lift her gaze, but her eyes remained focused on the table. The thought of the hefty bill looming over her made her heart race even faster.
"I-I didn’t mean to…," she stammered, still not quite sure how to react.
Seth’s voice was steady, almost a
