Chapter - 2 Ruined Date
Dante continued his efforts to set the mood in the dining room, transforming it into a captivating candlelight dinner. The soft glow of candles, infused with her favorite lemongrass scent, created an ambiance of romance and tranquility.
As he finished arranging everything, he called her name once more, this time with enduring sweetness in his voice.
Dante
Zara, Zara, come downstairs.
Slowly, Zara descended the stairs, resembling a beautiful spirit descending from the clouds. Despite her baggy clothes, she exuded an alluring charm. Yet, her manner of walking was different, and Dante couldn't help but notice. She moved quietly, lost in her thoughts, a stark contrast to her usual lively self. Normally, she would jump around and walk carelessly, her eyes filled with anticipation to taste his food. He'd often worry about her, fearing she might accidentally hurt herself in her exuberance. But today was different. Her silence and distant demeanor raised his concerns.
Zara
She settled into her usual seat
Dante
He approached her gently
she looked up to him, her eyes holding a mixture of emotions, and softly called his name
The way she said it tugged at his heart, she always called him "Dan", a nickname that held an intimate familiarity between them. Trying to mask his concern he hummed in softly response to her call.
Dante
What happened bird ?
He hoped that by addressing her with their shared nickname, he could break throughout the barriers she had put up and understand the turmoil that seemed to be consuming her.
Zara hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching for his understanding.
Zara
I want to talk with you Dante
Dante although deeply concerned, tried to postpone the conversation.
Dante
Can't you wait till we complete our food ?
Zara murmured uncertaintly torn between her need to speak and the anticipation of the meal he had prepared.
Dante
Eat, Zara. The food is getting cold. I prepared your favourites.
Dante watched as Zara absentmindedly started eating the food he had carefully prepared for her. His worries intensified, a whirlwind of concern and confusion swirling within him. Her distant demeanor, the way she had frowned in her room, the use of his full name 'Dante,' and now, the departure from her usual habit of devouring her chocolate cake first – all these changes were like alarm bells ringing in his mind.
He observed her in silence, his own appetite forgotten, as she mechanically chewed the food without really tasting it. It was unlike her, and it tugged at his heartstrings.
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