“Come. Let me show you around.” Henry said, taking her by the hand.
On tour, Elizabeth could see that the whole apartment was modernly furnished, minimalistic too, but here she could hardly find color black anywhere. Everything was in light colors and very nicely put together.
Kate left when she finished her breakfast saying goodbye and wishing them well. “Well, she's something...” Elizabeth had to comment. “Yeah, a real force of nature,” Henry added: “Love, I have to go meet my lawyer and take care of some business. I should be back by nightfall.” “What kind of business?” Elizabeth was curious, even though she hated it when someone asked her these kinds of questions, now she couldn’t help herself but ask. “I want to buy that apartment of yours, and also I have to see my broker and my accountant...” “What exactly is it that you do for life?” it was about time for her to ask that. She realized that she knew so little about him. “We can talk about that at dinner. I’ll make reservations for 8 o’clock. Would that be ok? I want to take you on a proper date tonight,” his lips turned upwards. “Oh, ok, sure. I’d like that.” She smiled. Henry went to his office and came back within a minute. Taking her hand, he turned her palm upwards and put something cold i
“When are you seeing him next?” Martha asked. “He’s taking me on a date tonight.” “When are you c
“Love, what is it?” Henry was worried. He didn’t like her facial expression at all. When she didn’t answer but just looked straight ahead, Henry sped up and parked the car in the garage, went around, and opened her door. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he turned her around and asked again if she is ok. Elizabeth gave him his phone wordlessly.
“Ugh.” Elizabeth groaned the next morning. She hated hangovers and promised herself not to drink too much again every time she suffered from one of those, but she keeps on forgetting. Sun was too bright, and the noises from the street were too loud. How did she hear the noises from the street when she was so high up the building?
“Elizabeth, what is this man saying? This is absurd!” Angela, Elizabeth’s mother, looked like she was going to faint, or she faked it pretty well. “That can’t be! I don’t accept this!” Andrew, her father, yelled through his clenched teeth. Elizabeth was about to say something but Henry’s hand that squeezed hers stopped her. “Whether you accept it or not, it doesn’t change the fact that Elizabeth and I are soon to be married.” Henry gave a slight roar to his voice. “This is preposterous!” the guy sitting at the table voiced for the first time. “And who are you?” Henry directed his look full of disgust towards him. “He is our new business partner, and he is going to marry Elizabeth,” Andrew answered proudly. Henry was taken aback for a second. He definitely didn’t expect something like this. He turned his head to look Elizabeth in the eyes. “Are they serious? Tell me they are not serious,” he demanded, but the stern look in them told him the exact opposite. What none of the pres
With the early sun on Sunday morning, Elizabeth was in the kitchen of Henry’s apartment preparing breakfast while he was still fast asleep. She was wearing only Henry’s shirt that he had on yesterday before he discarded it and threw it on the bedroom floor. It was the first thing that she found when she got up, so she put it on, buttoning it up on the way to the stove. Every now and then, she would
“How are you alive?” was the first question Elizabeth asked after she managed to stop sobbing. Her tears were still unstoppable. “What do you mean, how am I alive? Didn’t you get my letter?” Adaline was sobbing too, confused by Elizabeth’s question.
Breakfast at the Johnson mansion was bursting with laughter and happiness. Between the bites, present family members told jokes and embarrassing stories regarding Henry, and he wasn’t seeing them as the rest of them were. “Remember when you were 4 or 5, and you had that thing with cookies... you used to stash them in your room in a box under the bed so you could eat them when mom wouldn’t let you have any? And when she found it one day and half of them were already moldy? Hahaha, I still remember how she whipped you with dad’s belt, and you ran around the house screaming.” Michael couldn’t even finish the sentence from laughing. “Yeah, he hadn’t had any cookies for years after that,” Adaline added, laughing too. Henry wasn’t happy with this memory, nor was he laughing, but seeing how Elizabeth enjoyed hearing all of these... he couldn’t help but smile too since he was the reason for her happiness even if it was like this. Not for a second Elizabeth felt like she was not part of the