CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY NINE: HONEY

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, amber glow over the city streets as Ariana stood outside her apartment, smoothing down the hem of her dress nervously. She had been looking forward to this evening all week—her first date with Jonathan. They had met through mutual friends a few months ago, and there had been an undeniable spark between them from the start. Tonight felt like a turning point, a chance to explore what could blossom between them. Jonathan arrived promptly at 7 pm, looking effortlessly handsome in a crisp white shirt and tailored trousers. His smile widened as he caught sight of Ariana, and she felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of him. He greeted her with a hug that lingered just a second longer than usual, a silent reassurance of his excitement for the evening ahead. “You look stunning, Ariana,” Jonathan said sincerely, his eyes lingering on her with genuine admiration. “Thank you,” she replied, blushing slightly under his gaze. “You look pretty am