Edwards first date in years

Edwards looked at his wristwatch for the fifth time, feeling the weight of each passing minute. The elegant timepiece reflected the dimmed lights of the restaurant's upper floor, which he had reserved for the evening. It was past 7 PM, and a growing knot of anxiety tightened in his chest. The evening meant more to him than just a dinner,it was his first date in years, and it was with Annabelle.

He had carefully planned every detail, from the venue to the timing, hoping everything would be perfect. The restaurant was known for its refined ambiance and exquisite cuisine. The soft murmur of conversations and the distant clinking of cutlery provided a soothing background, but it did little to calm Edwards' nerves. He had selected a table by the window, offering a stunning view of the city skyline as the setting sun bathed the buildings in a golden glow, now fading into the deep blues of twilight.