The morning sun shone into the room, warming Elena’s face. She opened her eyes, feeling the softness of the bed underneath her.
She looked around the room , and found Leonardo sitting at the edge of the bed. His elbows rested on his knees, his hands clasped together tightly.
He looked... Kind of nervous.
When he noticed she was awake, he cleared his throat and shifted awkwardly.
“You're awake, I hope you slept well,” he said, his voice unusually soft.
“I did,” she answered, her voice still sleepy.
There was a short pause. Then he ran a hand through his hair, looking away for a moment before facing her again.
“I was wondering...” he said slowly, “Would you have dinner with me tonight? Just the two of us?” He said while scratching the back of his neck sheepishly.
Elena blinked, surp
