Chapter 38

The restaurant’s entrance gleamed under the midday sun, its glass doors reflecting the lively street outside. Alexander stepped ahead and pulled open the door, standing to the side as he gestured for Melanie to step in. She huffed, giving him a pointed look, but walked in nonetheless. The soft hum of conversation and the rich aroma of spices filled the air. Inside, the restaurant had a warm, inviting atmosphere. The lighting was dim but cozy, casting a golden glow over the rustic wooden tables. Soft instrumental music played in the background, blending seamlessly with the chatter of diners.