Some minutes later, the restaurant owner returned carrying a large tray.She carefully placed the plates on the table, a carefree smile on her face.“I brought you your usual.”She turned toward me as she placed another plate in front of me.“And for you, I chose this one. Trust me, you will like it.”I smiled.“Thanks.”She gave me another smile before picking up the empty tray and walking back inside.I looked at the plate in front of me.Then at Reed.“Looks good.”“It is.”I picked up my fork and took a bite.My eyes widened.“It tastes so good.”Reed smiled.“I never go wrong with food recommendations.”I shook my head, already taking another bite.I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until then.The food was warm and flavorful.I took another bite.Then another.For a while, neither of us said anything.We simply ate.The sounds around us filled the silence—the clinking of cutlery, conversations from nearby tables, occasional laughter.I didn’t mind it.Actually, I liked it.After
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