Adrianna went straight to her room, slamming the door behind her. ''Who does he think he is? '',Adrianna screamed as she broke out in a rage slamming a vase against the door. Martha ran into her room to check. ''Adrianna , dear are you okay?'', Martha checked her hands to see she was uninjured. ''I am fine , mom. The vase just slipped'', Adrianna whispered as she put her head down in shame. This wasn't her. She never acted so rash before. Taking a few deep breaths, counting from one to ten she finally spoke calmly,'' Mom, I am fine. I will be fine''. Martha hugged her,'' Get some sleep''. Martha walked to the door and picked up the glass peices, disposing of them. Adrianna could not sleep, she kept on staring at the floor next to the bed. She did not know how having John in her life had impacted on her heart. Just as his name was engraved on the necklace nect to hers, so to was his name engraved in her heart. ''

* Ping*John opens his eyes slowly. Reaching for his phone he thinks,''Who could be messaging me at this time?''.He was tired and was going to put his phone away when his mind flashed with Adrianna's worried face.''It probably is her, she would want to know if I am safe!!!''.John looked at the screen.*One message received**Adrianna Smith*He smiled to himself,''She really does love me''.John opened the message,to his surprise it was the total opposite.''Go our separate ways?'', John mouthed those words, trying to be as silent as possible, so Alex doesn't wake up.Too late.Alex is a light sleeper and the bright light of John's phone wakes him up.''Whats happening?'', Alex whispers.''Nothing, go back to sleep!!!'', John mumbles , still staring at his phone.''By the look of your face, it doesn't seem like nothing to me John. Quit the act. You already spilled all your beans. Spit it out'

''Good things come to those who wait'',Alex chuckled.''This 3D view is remarkable''. John said raising an eyebrow , he was curious to know what was to come.They watch the the waitor carefully walking with the tray above his shoulder. Weaving through the tables he finally reaches their table. Behind him walks a man with a violin. He stops short behind the waitor and fixes his violin between his shoulder and his ear, waiting for the queue.''This looks rather interesting'',John smiles in anticipation.''It is work the wait'',Alex smirks as he adjusts his glasses, taking a handful of popcorn and shoving it into his mouth,''Cinema view''.''Oh, Andrew, You really went all out.................Just for me!!'', Lady Francesca squeeled with excitement.Andrew was surprised, he had no recollection of any arrangement with the restuarant.''I might as well cash in on their mistake'',He thought.''Anything for you my darling,I hope you l

The day went by quickly. Lady Francesca took a shower, made breakfast and lunch and ate alone while she waited. She finally cooked a fish pie fro dinner. Something that was Andrews least favourite. One way she could punish him.She switched on the tv while she waited for Andrew to wake up. It was already 5pm, the entire day had passed and he slept through it.Finally Andrew woke up with a throbbing headache. He had a shower, completely sobbered. Taking two disprin for his headache , he looked around the room, Lady Francesca was no where to be seen. He sighed in relief thinking about not facing her after last nights events.His happiness was short lived when he stepped out of the bedroom and heard the tv on. He just wanted to crawl back under the sheets but she already heard him.''Andrew, Dinner is ready!!!'', Lady Francesca called out.''I am coming honey'', He replied, waiting for her to respong. but there was nothing but silence.Andrew w

John opened the packet of chips and threw a few into his mouth. ''mmmmm,cheese flavour'', John  licked his lips. Putting up the volume,''Let the show begin'', Alex said following them on camera befor zooming in on the dinning hall. Their in the great dining hall sat Old Mr Walters at the head of the table with his wife Felicia. Across the table sat Andrew and Lady Francesca. Patrick slid the morning paper across the table. ''This scene is all too familiar'',John spoke, gloating at the fact it was not him this time around. Andrews eyes widened at the front page news as he read,'' Walters boy, out of hand and the Lady of the family is less than a lady!!!''. Lady Francesca's face paled at the remark made. She knew her behaviour would come back to bite her. ''What is the meaning of this?'', Patrick asked, his fury evident in his tone. ''Father, this is not what it seems!!!'', Andrew spoke. He knew he co