BESTIAN'S POV 

As I sat at my desk, pen in hand, I couldn't help but feel excitement and anticipation. I was planning a special evening for Ciara, one that I hoped would bring us closer together.

I began to write, my pen gliding across the paper with ease.

"My dearest Ciara," I wrote, my heart skipping a beat as I penned the words. "I hope this message finds you well. I wanted to let you know that I have a special evening planned for us tonight."

I paused, my mind racing with thoughts of the evening ahead. I had made reservations at a quaint little restaurant in the heart of...