We sat down at the table arranged for our dinner. It was very thoughtful of Edward to arrange a romantic candle-lit dinner for us here where we could dine in the presence of the stars above. However, the atmosphere was filled with tension and dread. It was hard to believe that just a while ago we were having fun dressing each other up like a couple would. Reality is harsh, huh?
“You should eat before we talk. Please try to eat a lot so old Ralph will not cry in his sleep tonight,” Edward joked as he prompted me to eat.
“Ok…” I replied softly as I started eating. The food was probably good. I said probably because I couldn’t taste anything anymore at that point in time.
Thinking of dear old Ralph and his smiling face, I tried to stuff as much food into me as I could. I’m sure that old man put his heart and soul into prepping this romantic dinner setting and meal so the least I could do is show my appreciation by eating as much as I could.
