The grand dining room, a testament to the Mendez family's refined taste, was filled with the warm glow of candlelight and the murmur of conversation. Ciara led Galen towards a table where a distinguished-looking man sat, his silver hair neatly combed, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Dad, this is Galen," Ciara announced, her voice filled with pride. "My boyfriend."
The man, Mr. Carl Mendez, rose from his seat, his hand outstretched in greeting. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Galen," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "Ciara has told us so much about you."
Galen, feeling a surge of nervous energy, shook Mr. Mendez's hand. "It's an honor to meet you, sir."
"Please, take a seat," Mr. Mendez said, his smile warm and genuine. "And make yourself feel at home."
Galen nodded, his
