CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR - A Surprise Guest

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the gardens, Mason turned to Claire. "Are you hungry? I know a little bistro not far from here that serves the most amazing coq au vin." Claire's stomach growled in response, making them both laugh. "I think that's a yes," she said. The bistro was everything Claire had imagined a Parisian restaurant would be – intimate, charming, with soft lighting and the gentle murmur of conversation filling the air. As they settled into their corner table, Claire felt a sense of contentment wash over her. "This is perfect," she said, taking in the ambiance. Mason smiled, his eyes never leaving her face. "I'm glad you like it. I discovered this place on my first trip to Paris, years ago. It hasn't changed a bit." As they savored their meal, the conversation flowed as smoothly as the wine. They discussed their favorite books, debated the merits of various movies, and shared funny stories from their travels. With each passing moment, Claire felt