Chapter 58 - The One Time Kiss

• TILDA
• By the time we arrived at the restaurant later that evening, the tension that had settled between us during the day had softened into something warm, something comfortable. The ambiance was inviting—dim lighting, a soft hum of conversation, and a live band playing slow jazz.
• As we sat across from each other in a quiet corner, I found myself smiling more than I should. He had this way of pulling me into his world, making everything else fade away.