Harsh knocks on the door wake up Rosella. She was in a deep slumber. Her room was dark with a slight beam of light coming from the window. She drags herself out of the bed and gets to the door.
“Good morning!”
She blinked her eyes and rubbed it to get a clear view of the man in front of her. She was right by the first look only. It’s Alexander.
“What are you doing here?” She asked.
“Is that how you greet people?” He spoke, leaning into the door frame.
“My wish. I will greet however I want,” she said and went inside the house, opening the door wide for him.
“We are back to the square,” Alexander mumbled under his breath. Rosella turned to him giving him the look. She did hear him.
Alexander handed her the roses and chocolate he had brought for her as an apology. She took them and pla
