Edna's POV
Alonso and I walk together into this dimly lit restaurant I've made reservations for. The restaurant is literally inside an artificial man made cave like thing so even though it's afternoon, it's dimly lit creating a dinner like experience.
I take a look around and find that everything is set like I wanted. It thrills me to know that every single person here is placed like I wanted. Everyone here is paid. Including the waiters who come and take the order are going to suggest dishes that I paid them to suggest. I wonder how much money my father spent on this. I promised him that I would lock Alonso with this. I have to.
"Welcome Mr and Mrs Naylor, your table is this way please," the one who they call a manager here leads us. Alonso looks at me in question and I just shrug my shoulders at him.
Yes. I put our names that way on purpose. After all, that's what happens four months later. We'd be Mr and Mrs Naylor.
Once we sit at the table, I adjust my dress in such a way that
