Sophia’s P.O.V

I sat across from Nathaniel, feeling the warmth of the sun pouring through the restaurant’s windows. It was the same place we had come to two days ago, the kind of spot that felt like it held memories, but this time, everything felt different. Nathaniel’s eyes were soft, more focused than I remembered, and it made my heart flutter…made me feel at ease.

He smiled, his gaze flickering down at the menu before he placed it down on the table. "I’m glad you ...