Sophia’s POV

~19:10: Dinnertime~

Classic piano tunes travel to my ears from a distance.

I run my palms over the ruffles of my dress as I take slow steps after the female staff who came to get me from our suite.

The path is dimly lit and quiet. Vintage and classical decorative pieces animate the hotel passages.

We get to the arched entryway, and she stops. I pause and meet her smiling gaze. Gesturing in, she says, “He’s waiting for you over there.”

My eyes shift in the direction of her ...