“Just put your feet up and rest”
That's what the doctor said.
Adele paced up and down in the kitchen. The sunlight spilled through the windows, illuminating her olive skin. She pulled open the fridge doors and scowled at the contents.
She took a bottle of water and shut the fridge, her hand lingering on the handle.
Ronnie's perfume still hung in the air. Julian will be home soon.
She had tried to convince Ronnie to stay for dinner, but that didn't go to plan. Ronnie had a date, or so she said. Adele felt it was because of Julian. Ronnie couldn't stand him.
Adele didn't know if she should try to change her mind. She barely knew the man.
She also wasn't planning on sticking around long enough to know him. Yet as her mind echoed those words, she felt a little tug in her gut.
Wha
