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Chapter 22-Mixed Signals
(Bexley) Walking into this Michelin-star restaurant, I have to admit I was blown away. I had never been in a place like this in my life and the further I walked into the luxurious building, the more nervous I felt. My eyes roamed around the dimly lit restaurant, admiring the cream-colored walls that were decorated with large pieces of art. Beautiful chandeliers hung above us and every table was covered in white tablecloths with candles and wine glasses in front of each seat. The floor was a deep grey and white marble with large vases that held beautiful flower arrangements tastefully placed in each corner. I was led by a waiter towards a private area of the dining room that seemed to be away from everyone else where a small table was placed and sitting in one of the chairs was Vince.
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