FIFTY THREE

SLYVIA'S POV

Raymond and I finished having an exquisite dinner at the five-star restaurant. The ambiance was enchanting with soft, slow music playing in the background. Raymond, ever the gentleman, took my hands in his and with a charming smile, invited me to dance.

I giggled and blushed slightly at his gesture, finding it both endearing and unexpected. We moved gracefully to the music, holding each other close as we swayed gently. Raymond leaned in and kissed me softly, and I reciprocated, feeling a rush of warmth and affection.

As we pulled back slightly, I smiled at Raymond. "This has been wonderful, Raymond, but it's getting late. I need to get back home to the kids."

Raymond nodded understandingly. "Of course, I completely understand. Let's head back."

We walked out of the restaurant together, the cool night air differs from the warmth we felt in each other's presence. Raymond opened the car door for me and I slid into the passenger seat with a grateful smile. He closed the door