Ella was sitting at a dining room table that could fit at least twenty people, she sat at the end eating her dinner, and in front of her were several dishes that complimented each other. The room had a vaulted ceiling and large paintings on the wall. The clicking of cutlery echoed through the room as Ella was eating her food, now and then she checked her phone to see if her father or friends had sent any messages. She sighed and put her phone down, she took a cloth napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth. She could hear the stepping of shoes on the tiled floor around the corner, as the man turned and entered the room the footstep sound changed as he stepped into a room with a hardwood floor. He smiled at her gently and walked up to her, in his hand, he carried a small plate with a slice
