Chapter 47

MELISSA

There are a lot of people eating here, and we were lucky to find an empty table for both of us. I let him choose for me because he seems to be a food expert.

"I'm still going to invite you to eat at my apartment, I'll be happy if I cook for you," he says, and I smile and nod.

He seems like the perfect kind of person, a kind, nice man who knows how to cook. It would be so much easier if I were in love with someone like him, someone who could understand me perfectly without me saying too many words.

"So, tell me a bit more about yourself. Is there no one in your life yet?" he asks as I take a sip of red wine from the glass in my hands.

"No, but it's complicated," I say quietly, and he nods.

"Well, I'm an expert at understanding complicated things, if you want to tell me," he says, and I smile again.

"It's still very difficult for me, and I don't think I'm ready for it yet. Sorry," I say, and he nods with a calm expression on his face a