Oliver and Elena sat across from each other in the dimly lit restaurant, their conversation still lingering on their previous discussion in the dorm room.

Elena, eager to change the subject, spoke up, “Anyways, did you think about what I told you? In the dorm room, I mean.”

Oliver’s eyes met hers, filled with remorse. “Yes, I have,” he replied honestly. “And you were right. I shouldn’t behave like that again, and I promise I won’t. Can you give me another chance?”

A glimmer of hope sparkled in Oliver’s eyes as he awaited Elena’s response. She maintained a stern face, her voice steady as she spoke, “I will, but on...