If Stephen had gone to Yerwick City, he would have become someone of great importance.
The group talked late into the afternoon, so engrossed in conversation that they didn't even notice they had skipped lunch.
Around 6:00 pm, Rafael interrupted, saying, "Let's head out for dinner. I've already reserved a table."
It was only then that Millie glanced at the time. She then offered an apologetic smile to Stephen. "I completely lost track of time while chatting with you. I'm sorry about that."
'We've just been lost in conversation," Stephen replied, not one for small talk.
"Let's go, then. We'd love to treat you to dinner as a welcome to Harfush," Rafael offered with a warm smile.
Millie couldn't help but steal another glance at him. He had such a sunny disposition and was undeniably handsome.
As they made their way out, her phone buzzed.
Winston: "Where are you?"
Winston: "It's Christmas. I didn't want to bother you all day, but do you have time to spend the evening together?"
