Chapter 851 Pink Petals & Flickering Candles

• Nina
• Matt and I stepped back to look down at our handiwork. A small picnic blanket, situated under a rustling tree, looked back up at us. On it sat a bottle of wine, some chocolates, a few flickering candles, and scattered around were pink petals that we had plucked from some of the flowers in the garden.
• “This is perfect, Nina,” Matt said almost breathlessly as we looked down at the little date we had set up. “I think Daphne will really love it.”