Chapter 82. Plans in the Twilight

Raven's POV

The restaurant is packed, and the voices blend into a cacophony that irritates my sensitive ears. It is like an incessant buzzing that pulses and reverberates, making it difficult even to think clearly. The soft lighting of the environment, provided by elegant chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling, contrasts with the chaotic and bustling atmosphere.

"Your table is ready, miss. I am sorry for the wait; we are full today," the hostess explains with an awkward smile on her face, her eyes searching for some spark of understanding or patience in my expression.

I roll my eyes at her and cast a cold and disdainful look in her direction, making my displeasure clear. The young hostess immediately responds to my gesture of impatience, signaling to the waiter, who quickly escorts me to the most exclusive and quiet area of the restaurant: the private balcony with a panoramic view of the city.

The golden light of the twilight bathes the tabl