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

left her house for Edmund’s. On getting there, she found the door

ignored the

she saw the decorations on the

long dining table,

held a bouquet of roses. The

A candlelight dinner!

Edmund wanted this?

planning to walk out. It

in that time, Edmund had not

and panic, as well as

than two steps before bumping into

his arms. Chelsea tried hard to find an excuse. “I just remembered

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