The delicate feel of Nyla's skin against Damon's hand darkened his gaze.

Nyla's eyes were closed. Under the soft light above her, her curled lashes cast shadows on her cheeks, like a butterfly poised to take flight.

Damon gazed at her serene, sleeping face, his eyes filled with affection and tenderness.

He wasn't going to give up that easily. Even if she pushed him away a thousand times, he would keep trying until she was ready to start over with him.

A server approached with their dishes, surprised to see Nyla asleep. "Sir, should we bring the food out now, or..."

"There's no need. Just bring me the bill," Damon replied.

The server hesitated for a moment but quickly nodded. "Alright. I'll get that for you right away."

After settling the bill, Damon gently picked up Nyla and left the restaurant.

When Nyla woke up again, she found herself in a bedroom. She sat up abruptly, eyes wide in shock. Only after noticing she was wearing pajamas did she finally relax. Wasn't she having dinner with Damon? How did she end up there? Was it all just a dream?

and saw the date: the 14th. She had invited Damon to dinner the night before, meaning

she had no memory of what had happened after a few glasses of

downstairs and saw Valarie sitting on the couch, flipping through some documents. She rushed over to ask, "Valarie, how

Was I drunk last night?"

"You actually threw up on Damon. He was the one who brought you back and told me to take good

Nyla exclaimed, incredulous. "I threw up

handle two bottles of red wine-how could she get drunk after just half a bottle last

Seeing Nyla's distress, Valarie

fell asleep after getting drunk. I changed you into pajamas. But why did

in relief. At least she

bottles of red wine without any issue, but last night, after just half a bottle, I lost consciousness so quickly." Valarie eyed her knowingly despite Nyla's confusion. "Did you mix up the wine labels? They have similar names, but

had never paid much attention to wine labels when drinking with friends. She usually remembered only the beginning of the

thought it was the same as the one she had had

"Maybe..." she murmured.

front of Damon, when she had planned to treat him, Nyla felt a headache forming. She wished she had avoided

Seeing her frustration, Valarie

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