- ANISHA’S POV
- He took me to the country’s best hotel. I am sure I must have looked very scared, because I was anxious. Uncomfortable is the word. It was my fist time to go to the place, and although I had heard a lot about its beauty, I realised that the place was way more beautiful than I thought. We were led into a room set with six large tables, and the room was dim. Soft music played at a low volume. Five of the tables were already occupied. The five were set in an arch, leaving a huge space in the centre, on which the empty table stood. Dylan led me by the hand to that centre table, and I sat down nervously. Why the center table?
- I did not look at the people who were occupying the other tables, I was very tense. I kept telling myself, relax Anisha, relax. The waiters brought us the complementary meal, and I nibbled on the food slowly, failing to settle in. I was on the edge.