Restaurant

I’ll never forget sitting across from her on our very first date. The restaurant had a quiet elegance — the kind of place where the lighting glowed warmly and every detail felt intentional. My stomach was tight with nerves, but somewhere beneath that, hope flickered quietly. Then, just as I began to settle into the … Lire la suite

The girl’s voice was soft, trembling — yet it cut through the bustling noise of the upscale restaurant like a knife. A man in a tailored navy suit, about to enjoy the first bite of a dry-aged ribeye, froze. Slowly, he turned toward the source: a small girl, messy hair, dirty sneakers, and eyes that … Lire la suite