Chapter 367 A New Beginning

• The restaurant was quiet, save for the soft hum of background music and the clinking of silverware against plates. Jessica sat across from Matthew, her posture stiff, her arms folded across her chest. The air between them was thick with tension—unspoken words, unresolved emotions, and a history too painful to forget.
• Matthew cleared his throat. “Uhm, what would you like to eat? I can ask the waiter to bring something.”
• Jessica didn’t break eye contact. “Nothing. You said you wanted to talk. So talk.”