With my heart still racing from that kiss, I took Aeliana's hand, intertwining my fingers with hers as we strolled toward the restaurant.
The chic venue loomed ahead, its facade an elegant blend of modern glass and polished wood, warmly illuminated against the approaching twilight.
The clamoring echo of the city seemed to hush around us, creating a bubble of intimacy as we approached the entrance. I couldn't help but marvel at how the night unfolded, a cinematic moment that felt unreal.
Walking inside was like stepping into another world a realm decorated with plush seating and flickering candlelight that cast a golden glow over everything.
The air was rich with the scent of delicious food, mingling with the soft notes of jazz playing in the background.
My palms grew clammy against Aeliana's as we were greeted by the hostess, a graceful woman in a tailored outfit who led us to our table tucked comfortably away in a corner.
