ELENA's POV
"Did you hear what I asked? He looked at me with his brow furrowed, his voice laced with concern.
"Sorry, I must have missed it." I apologized. "What was your question?"
"Since we have already finished the meal, would you like a dessert?" asked Brad.
We did? I looked down at my plate only to realize that it was empty. So, what he had said was true. Gosh. I really had no idea. It was like my body was the one acting on its own while my mind was elsewhere.
Once again, elsewho.
"For the dessert, they have..." he trailed off and looked at the manager.
"For tonight, we have Chocolate Soufflé Royale, Rosewater infused Panna Cotta with Pistachio Praline, Velvet Espresso Mousse with Dark Chocolate Shavings, and Matcha Tiramisu," the manager listed down with a smile as he looked
