Theo’s POVI glanced at my watch for what had to be the fifth time in ten minutes.Andriel was late.Not terribly late, but late enough for me to start wondering if something had happened.I sat back in my chair and looked around the restaurant.It was one of those quiet, expensive places in Manhattan where the lighting was warm, the tables were spaced far enough apart to give everyone privacy, and the soft music playing in the background made conversations feel more intimate than they probably were.Normally, I would have been irritated because I hated waiting. But with Andriel, somehow, I had learned to be patient.Or at least I was trying.Over the past couple of months, everything between us had changed.What started as a few casual dinners had slowly turned into something neither of us could pretend was casual anymore.We had gone on a lot of dates, late-night walks, movie nights, long conversations that somehow lasted until the restaurant staff started giving us subtle hints tha
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