Once they had returned to the estate, Melanie swiftly ordered the nanny to watch Melissa for the night. She was going somewhere, after all, and it would be pretty inconvenient to bring a toddler along.
Since it was, effectively, a catching-up dinner with an old friend, Melanie was poised to doll herself up to be more presentable for the occasion, a feat that required a bravura makeover and a skillful choice of outfit.
By the time she was there at the chosen fine-dinner, Mateo was already there, waiting. Upon seeing her, he rose to his feet and readied her chair for her with the most classically-gentlemanly flourish.
“What would you like to have for this fine evening? I remember your favorite food, but I don’t know if time has introduced or removed some of them,” he started. “Either way, I gotta brag about my memory, heh.”
Once again, Melanie found her heart skipping a beat. After so long, Mateo still remembered what she liked?
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