When Louisa woke up the next day, Dominic was already gone.
She got up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and got ready to head over to the clinic.
The second she stepped outside, she bumped right into Mr. Webster.
Mr. Webster was squatting by the stairs, having a smoke. Seeing her, he grinned and waved, "Your guy's pretty solid, huh? He's not afraid of hard work. You don't really see young guys who can rough it like that anymore."
Louisa forced a fake smile, completely clueless on how to reply.
Mr. Webster kept going, "So, when are you two tying the knot? I can tell he treats you right. Better lock it down soon. Don't let a good guy like that slide."
Louisa's smile totally froze.
"Oh, we're nowhere near that yet," she brushed it off, quickly heading down the stairs.
Mr. Webster
