Imogen's stomach was full of butterflies as she entered Bon Sejour.
Kieran had called her earlier that afternoon to ask her out to dinner. She immediately canceled her last meeting to accomodate his request and went home to get ready.
Her skirt suit and heels were replaced with a lovely lavender A-line dress and wedge heels. She did her hair in a half-up and half-down style so her bangs and some tendrils of hair framed her oval face. She also swiped on a deeper shade of pink on her lips but kept her makeup as simple as possible.
Although she was surprised that he was asking her out on a Monday, she didn't ask. She wanted to talk to him too.
The waiter led her towards a corner table where he was waiting. Her eyes drank in the sight of her dinner companio
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Imogen's stomach was full of butterflies as she entered Bon Sejour. Kieran had called her earlier that afternoon to ask her out to dinner. She immediately canceled her last meeting to accomodate his request and went home to get ready. Her skirt suit and heels were replaced with a lovely lavender A-line dress and wedge heels. She did her hair in a half-up and half-down style so her bangs and some tendrils of hair framed her oval face. She also swiped on a deeper shade of pink on her lips but kept her makeup as simple as possible. Although she was surprised that he was asking her out on a Monday, she didn't ask. She wanted to talk to him too. The waiter led her towards a corner table where he was waiting. Her eyes drank in the sight of her dinner companio
"Thanks for meeting me," Imogen said as she smiled at her best friend. The brown-haired young woman smiled back. "I didn't know what to do. I didn’t know who else to call, Isabel." After her conversation with her mother, she called her best friend almost immediately. They promptly scheduled lunch at Mary Grace in their favorite mall in Alabang two days after her arrival from Singapore to discuss everything that was happening to her and the disturbing dream that she had. They met in a small cafe that served delicious cakes and coffee. It was a Wednesday afternoon so the cafe was nearly empty. Imogen was nervous but she didn’t let it show. "I'm glad you called. How are you?" Isabel asked, looking worried. 
"Thanks for meeting me," Imogen said as she smiled at her best friend. The brown-haired young woman smiled back. "I didn't know what to do. I didn’t know who else to call, Isabel." After her conversation with her mother, she called her best friend almost immediately. They promptly scheduled lunch at Mary Grace in their favorite mall in Alabang two days after her arrival from Singapore to discuss everything that was happening to her and the disturbing dream that she had. They met in a small cafe that served delicious cakes and coffee. It was a Wednesday afternoon so the cafe was nearly empty. Imogen was nervous but she didn’t let it show. "I'm glad you called. How are you?" Isabel asked, looking worried. 
"My darling witchling."Imogen sighed in her sleep as she rolled over to her side. The cold night breeze came in through the open window. Opaque white curtains fluttered as the devil came inside her room."Wake up, my darling."He walked with the darkness and shadows to his promised bride, his destiny.My pretty little darling witch.She lay on her bed of purple satin sheets and translucent white curtains in her four poster bed like a sleeping child.He marveled at her ethereal beauty with her pearlescent skin and crown of dark hair. His s
Kieran had trouble remembering how they returned to her hotel room the next morning. It was a blur, even to him. They were both drunker than he thought.Kieran was a lightweight drinker but Imogen was quite used to drinking her way through a bar. It was amusing to think that a petite woman like her could hold her liquor and he couldn't. Anyway, he wasn't sure if it was because of the strong Scotch that he ordered or it was because of Imogen. All that he could remember in his drunken haze was that they had locked the door behind them and how he had roughly pushed her up against it. He couldn't get enough of her. What Kieran wanted was Imogen’s lips and neck. Her moans told him the same thing.
The whole world was filled with bright red roses or so it seemed to Imogen as she stepped inside the huge cathedral in Kieran's arm. She couldn't see his face in the glaring afternoon sunshine so she looked away. The dark king tucked her hand inside his arm more firmly as they walked inside the large, breathtaking Church of the Sacred Heart in Singapore. His warmth and solid figure beside her was enough to ground her to the saddest day of her life. Her date didn't say anything but his silence was golden. After the accidental meeting with Henry on Friday, they went out for the entire day of Saturday. They went to a zoo, a museum and to a film. Imogen took her camera along and took plenty of pictures of her handsome host to share with Isabel. Th