Chapitre 303: Words That Wound

Meredith halted in her tracks as she stepped into the lavishly adorned dining hall, the grandeur of it all making her eyes widen. Cascading chandeliers threw a warm, inviting light around the room, twinkling like a sky full of stars. Long tables draped in fine linen were adorned with centerpieces of blooming flowers, their scent wafting through the air. Bowls brimming with exotic fruits, silver platters laden with mouth-watering delicacies, and carafes of fine wine glistening in the candlelight decorated the table. 

Her gaze drifted over the elaborate spread, a slow smile spreading across her face as she recognized her favorite dishes, meticulously prepared and presented. The familiar, comforting aroma of her beloved cuisine stirred a sense of nostalgia, warming her from within. It felt like an homage to her preferences, a deliberate and considerate effort to make her feel special.