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Kylian's POV

She smiled. “I have lately. I like the control. I like going where I want and changing my mind if I get the urge.”

“It does give you a certain sense of freedom.”

The waiter delivered our drinks. I took a sip and was unimpressed, but I could enjoy a dry date.

“You could have ordered a scotch,” she said looking at the glass I had set back on the table.

I shrugged. “I didn’t really want one. How have you been?” I asked, wanting to know what she’d been doing with all her free time.

“Good. I’ve been learning to cook,” she said with a smile.

“Really? That’s cool. Maybe we can whip something up one of these days,” I offered, hoping to hear her say yes.

“Maybe. What about you? You said you were planning a vacation. Where were you going?”

I couldn’t tell her I was hoping to escape the country and her memory. “I was headed to the Maldives for a week or two.”

“Wow! That sounds like a nice vacation.” “Have you ever been?”

She shook her he