ELOISEThe evening sky was heavy, and soon after I left the office, it began to drizzle. The street looked bleak under the hazy, misting rain, making the streetlights seem dimmer.I sat in the driver’s seat, one hand on the wheel, the other propped up beside the window.It was fair enough that the restaurant for the blind date wasn’t far from the museum.I pulled into the parking spot of Octopus Restaurant and stepped out, walking with even, graceful strides. My eyes roamed over the restaurant, and I couldn’t help but wonder why on earth he chose an octopus restaurant of all places.“I don’t eat octopus; I’m allergic to it,” I reminded myself again, mentally rehearsing what I’d say if he ordered something that didn’t sit well with me.Something like an octopus. I haven’t been to Italy for a while, but I never imagined octopus would still be sold in the twenty-first century. I can’t wrap my head around it.I quickened my pace as my eyes settled on a corner table where a man was waiting
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