Isabella sat at the elegantly set table, her fingers gently tapping the glass of water in front of her. The restaurant was eerily quiet, the only sounds coming from the soft clinking of cutlery in the back and the hushed whispers of the waitstaff moving about. It hadn’t taken her long to realize that the restaurant was empty except for her.
Enrico had booked the entire place for them. She had expected something grand for their first date, but this, this was beyond her expectations. The intimate, secluded atmosphere was perfect for what should have been a romantic day, yet a knot had been forming in her stomach for the last hour.
The driver had dropped her off some time ago, and Enrico was still nowhere to be seen. She had texted him earlier but received no response. Now, as the minutes d
