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The Vanessa Date (falling apart)

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-01-14 10:39:08
ADRIAN POV

The restaurant was expensive.

White tablecloths. Crystal glasses. Candles on every table. The kind of place where people spoke in low voices and calm music plays in the background.

Adrian sat across from Vanessa, watching her read the menu.

She looked good tonight. Really good.

Her hair was styled in loose waves. Her makeup was perfect. She wore a deep blue dress that hugged her body in all the right places. The kind of dress that made men turn their heads when she walked past.

She’d smiled when he picked her up. Kissed his cheek. Told him he looked handsome.

Everything felt easy with her. Simple.

Not like Kira. With Kira, everything had been complicated. Heavy. Full of expectations he never knew how to meet.

But Vanessa? Vanessa was light.

She set down her menu and smiled at him. “This place is beautiful. How did you find it?”

“A client recommended it.”

“Good taste.”

The waiter appeared. “Good evening. Can I start you off with drinks?”

“Red wine,” Vanessa said
Emilycee

Who else loves the way Vanessa is feeding into Adrian’s delusions😂😂

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