Kindred Spirits

Vivienne’s POV.

I sat across from Declan in the intimate, softly lit diner, a place far humbler than where I’d usually dine but somehow perfect for the evening. The flickering candlelight on the table created a warm ambiance, showing a gentle glow on Declan’s features. He had that ease about him, a natural charm that made conversation flow effortlessly. But I couldn’t help but feel a bit self-cons