The restaurant glittered with candlelight and crystal. A string quartet played softly in the corner, the hum of quiet conversation blending with the scent of expensive wine and perfume.

Angela stepped in, wearing a simple black dress that contrasted the gold-and-marble opulence around her. She spotted Daniel immediately.

He was seated near the window, the city lights framing him like an illusion of warmth and charm. He stood when he saw her, smiling that practiced, charming smile she used to ...