Chapter 100 The Manipulative

• Leopold POV
• Meeting Amanda at an Italian restaurant created a storm of emotions in me. Walking through the door of the restaurant decorated with small lanterns, the scent of fresh pasta wafted through the air, provoking sweet and bitter memories of our time together. Our table is located in the corner of the room, lit by the soft glow of candles, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere.
• Amanda sat across the table with an expression that I couldn't quite place. Her usually bright, round eyes were now filled with unhidden emotions. Secretly, I wondered what she was going to say this time and what she wanted to achieve with this meeting.