*Meadow*

He opened the door for me and then guided me into a quiet and elegant restaurant. It was different from the other ones, and I felt much more comfortable in it. It had several private booths in a very sober design; wood panels decorated the walls, and two vintage sofas faced one to the other, a table of the same style in between. He allowed me to slide in and get comfortable, turning around to pull a cord that made a pair of curtains drop. He looked at me with a smile, and I ...