Chapter Fifteen : The Date

Author's Note :

I'm sick.

That's it.

That's the chapter.

Just kidding. Here you go :)

Chapter Fifteen - The Date

Eleanor's P.O.V

Candles lit on the table in a dimmed lit room and a man dressed in a black with his hair styled back with his back faced towards me, lost in arranging plates and dishes.

Beautiful. The scene was beautiful. So beautiful that I forgot I was here on a date with this gorgeous man. I just stood there and stared greatly appreciating the view in front of my eyes.

I stared and stared without making a sound like a ghost. It seemed like a privilege granted by life to stare at my handsome boyfriend for so long.

His words rang in my ears. Those words he said when he found me in tears.

"Our date is not yet over, Eleanor. Neither is the day. Henry won't be back till midnight. We'll have our perfect little date. Trust me, flower. I'll give you a perfect first date."

The way his eyes comforted me. The way his soft lips were pressed against my head. It all made my body