15. Set Me Free

The uncertainty was too substantial for me. But was I making a mistake by walking away from something so unique? I didn't want to be hurt again, the way I was three years ago when I left and went to Paris. So I need to be sure there will be no walking away this time.

Copeland held me tight, hugging me as if he didn't want to lose me again.

"Copeland! I know you hear me calling you."

"Yes, I do. Let me hold you one more minute."

I chuckled, then, finally, he released me. I went busy myself in the kitchen. It was a lovely evening, so I prepared dinner. I wanted to eat dinner tonight out under the stars. The setting was a perfect starlit summer evening for an elegant dinner. I searched through the playlist Copeland had.

I laughed, remembering the music he used to listen to all the time. I see how he still loves light rock and R&B.

I pressed the playlist entitled "Lovers." The surround sound played a nostalgic melody throughout the house.

Later I lit the candles, and I turned off t