Layla's breath hitched as she entered the dining room, her eyes widening in astonishment. The main lights had been switched off, leaving the room bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, creating a romantic ambience.
"A candlelit dinner," Layla murmured as she turned to Lucius. He stood beside her, a small, knowing smile gracing his lips. With a gentlemanly flourish, he pulled out a chair for her.
"I wanted to make tonight special," Lucius said, his voice rich and sincere. "We've never had a moment like this—just the two of us, away from everything."
Layla's heart fluttered at his words. She settled into the chair, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. Lucius gently pushed the chair in before circling the table to take his place across from her.
