Edmund then sent her a text message.

“My place or yours?”

Chelsea squeezed her phone in anger

She replied with just one word. “Whatever.”

“My place it is then,” Edmund decided.

Chelsea put away her phone without replying to Edmund’s text.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

six o’clock in

found the door ajar. She

however, ignored the

got to the dining room, she saw the decorations on the dining table. She was

long dining table,

a bouquet of roses. The

A candlelight dinner!

Edmund wanted this?

and turned around, planning to walk out. It was weird

years, and in that time, Edmund had not

with shock and panic, as well as many

than two steps before bumping into Edmund,

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