The first day since they agreed to be each other’s boyfriend and girlfriend had been uneventful, with nothing more exciting than Will and Una greeting and giving each other smiles before going on each of their days. In a way, the distance had been nice. It had given them time to think more about whether stepping their relationship up to a new level was a good thing or not. Una couldn't help but wonder what Will might be able to do for her other than the hot kiss they shared, and just the thought stirred her inside and made her almost weak in the knees.

When the rain started to fall steadily from the sunless sky, tapping a metrical rhythm on Will’s car, Una wished she hadn’t said yes to him when he invited her to his office party. Another party, she frowned at the image of people laughing, talking and having a blast in front of her while she stood as the observer and as an outsider. But, having to take on the role of a girlfriend, it was one of her many responsibilities to show up to whatever her boyfriend had invited her to. Or at least that was what she understood when she read those articles she googled Responsibilities of a girlfriend in a relationship and How to be a good girlfriend? during her spare time.

Will’s garden housed a variety of indoor plants and colorful flowers. As Una walked further into the garden, she saw a row of red roses that were mostly in full bloom, giving off a sweet scent. She leaned and let the flowers brush against her face. “Do you like roses?” she heard Will from behind.She turned around to face him. “I think they’re pretty.” She was lightly shaking.

Una sighed long and deep as she walked into her house that Friday afternoon. While all she did was sat in her class and hoped for it to be over soon, she felt worn out after a long day. Her quick visit to Professor Cullum’s office earlier that day also added to the stress she felt. Although she knew her professor was right, she needed to sort her major soon and start learning something that really mattered to her.And when her last class for the d

“I still don’t know what to major in? What can I do?” Una mumbled to herself as she left Professor Cullum’s room, hurriedly leaving the university that Thursday afternoon.Una had tried to avoid dropping by at the professor’s office, but o