The Untouched Plate

Hadley’s POV

The restaurant she chose was secluded, soft jazz floating in the background, low enough to feel like it was there on purpose. People sipped champagne and leaned close over their plates, voices so quiet you’d wonder how they even heard each other. Everything about the place screamed private, the kind of privacy that made you sit up straighter without realizing it.

I did exactly that, s