Fiona's POV

Soft piano notes floated through the elegant space like a gentle caress, while warm candlelight flickered across the white tablecloth between us. It was magical and breathtakingly beautiful.

Almost as if Jalen had orchestrated every single detail with the kind of care that made my heart ache in the best possible way.

He had been unusually quiet throughout dinner, though we still laughed over cherished old memories, reminisced about the steamy moments in school days, his demanding ...