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Chapter Seventy At The Dinner 

Author: Sam-crowned
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-11-06 19:17:19
Sarah’s POV

“You look so admirable, like the angel you are,” Dave said suddenly, his tone soft and sincere. His eyes locked into mine, glowing with something gentle yet firm, and his lips widened into a tender smile. I didn’t even realize when I began to smile back at him. It felt natural, like the warmth of sunlight after a long, cold season.

It is true what they say; women love compliments. They sink into our hearts, reminding us that we are seen, desired, and appreciated. It was not just vanity. It was the reassurance that we still mattered. And for me, a single mum who had spent so long surviving instead of living, hearing words like that from Dave stirred something I had not felt in years. Could that be why I found myself falling for his words every time he spoke?

We sat by the table of a restaurant outside Marinda View. The night was calm, the air scented with soft music and roasted spices. Dave could have taken me to his own restaurant, after all, he owned the most successful on
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