Chapter 137

• Tristan made his way into the dimly lit hallway of the restaurant, accompanied by classical music. Oliver had chosen the venue due to its proximity to Tristan's residence, showcasing his excellent taste in selections and making the reservations.
• "I adore heights. There's something about gazing at a city's skyline that fuels my dreams of one day contributing to it by designing a building," Oliver shared, recalling Tristan's earlier question in the elevator about the top floor table reservation.
• "So architects don't spend all their time sketching, huh?" Tristan teased, a hint of playful humor in his voice. Oliver responded with a mock look of offense, before they both burst into laughter. They settled at a table near the glass wall, where they could indeed admire the city's skyline as Oliver had promised. Tristan turned his attention away momentarily to point out an intriguing building in the distance.