It has been a while since you’ve both gone on a date. This time, he took you to a fancy restaurant. He led you upstairs wherein you could take in the lavish scenery. The atmosphere was light and it wasn’t too loud either.

You both sat across a round table, two glasses of wine neatly placed atop the white table cloth and rose petals scattered around the area. He took your hand and lightly brushed his fingers against it.

“I hope you are enjoying the night I have planned for us, my dear.”