Caroline’s POV
We made our way to the elegant restaurant on the third floor of the mall. The atmosphere was warm and inviting, with soft lighting that created an intimate ambiance perfect for our group dinner.
After being seated at a spacious round table, we all studied the menus, discussing our favorite dishes. I settled on grilled salmon with asparagus, while Eleanor opted for her usual pasta primavera.
As I finished placing my order, Draven leaned toward the waitress and added, "And please include a chocolate cake for dessert."
My heart warmed at his thoughtfulness. He remembered my favorite dessert without my having to mention it. My feelings grew with each of these small gestures that showed how much attention he paid to me.
Ava beamed at us from across the table. "I can't thank
