Chapter 80 -I Love You

• We sat across from each other at the dining table. The smell of baked chicken filled the air.
• I watched Mr. Mattias take a bite; he shut his eyes, as if savoring not just the meal but the moment itself. A small smile tugged at his lips, and I felt a warmth spread through me, realizing how much I missed these simple, intimate dinners.
• “Delicious,” he said, his voice deep and smooth, pulling me from my thoughts. “You’ve always had a way with food.”