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 the

found the door

however, ignored the darkness and

dining room, she saw the decorations on the

each end of the long dining table,

a bouquet of roses. The atmosphere

A candlelight dinner!

Edmund wanted this?

and turned around, planning to walk out.

in that time,

shock and panic, as well

before bumping into Edmund, who had come

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