A bottle of red wine had even been prepared, and its purpose needed no explanation.

"Hmm... I don't think your reaction is natural for someone afraid of a late-night power outage. You've even prepared a marvelous candlelight dinner. It seems to me you're quite at ease in this dim atmosphere," Beatrice remarked. She could tell that Stella had spent a considerable amount of time and effort preparing food for just two people.

"You've even spent all that effort in preparing dinner after the power went out," Beatrice continued sarcastically.

Stella was beginning to feel a little guilty, but she defended herself and said, "I'll come back home to make a home-cooked meal if I'm not too busy on that day. I like trying out new recipes, and I think I've got a pretty good knack for cooking."

She figured that she could leverage the situation to impress the old woman with her ability to cook.

Beatrice then pressed further. "Who did you prepare all this for?"

she fiddled with her hair. "It's... They're all for me. As you know, I'm rarely home, so I do meal preps. They

small apartment and teased, "Well, aren't you a romantic at heart? Can't say I've ever seen

the power outage! By the way, why isn't Lucas here yet? He knows about the power outage, and he said he'd come check on

you have in calling a married man for something like this?

I asked a friend for

Stella's continued insistence on playing dumb. "What do you take me for? A fool? I've seen my fair share of tomfoolery in

don't know what you're talking about! Why don't you call

that Lucas answered your message, did you? No one knows about the

the one who replied to my

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