Dave POVThe merger had taken three weeks, two near-collapses, and more emergency calls than I cared to count. By the time the ink dried, I was done with boardrooms, done with spreadsheets, and done with people who needed things from me.So I booked dinner.A private rooftop at one of the most expensive restaurants in the city. The kind of place where discretion came with the bill.I didn't usually do gestures.Not because I didn't know how.Because I found most of them performative.But tonight felt like it required one.So I arranged the flowers.The candles.A violinist in the far corner, subtle enough not to be offensive.A skyline view.Soft lighting.A dessert course I knew she liked.And, because Cyn loved spectacle more than subtlety, I added a fireworks package timed for dessert.It was excessive.She would like that.When I arrived, everything was already set.The table sat near the edge of the terrace, overlooking the city in a spread of gold and white lights. Tall candles
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