Elodie's POV
After returning to our suite, I get Callie bathed and changed before I change my own clothes, and we head back out toward the private dining room that is being used for our meals.
As we step into the room, an impeccably dressed waiter hurries us, smiling warmly as he bows slightly.
‘Welcome madam, miss, please follow me to your table.’
I frown as we do so, usually we just pick a seat and order from one of the waiters who are working that night. This time though, he bypasses the collection of seating and leads up outside onto an attached balcony.
The space has been transformed for the evening into something almost startlingly elegant. String lights crisscross overhead, casting a warm, golden glow across a single long table draped in crisp white linen, stretching down the c
