Table for One

Stella

The once golden glow of the candles seems dull now. The shadows in the room stretch longer, a stark contrast to the beautifully set table, pristine and untouched. The wine, once poured with anticipation, sits still, a silent witness to my growing anxiety. The aroma of the truffle oil, once intoxicating, now only serves as a bitter reminder of the love I had poured into preparing for this e