Emma sat on her bed with her notepad in front of her. Staring at the only thing written on the first page which was "chapter One".
She picked up her pen and then began "she knew him even before she met him. Everything about him was familiar, his touch, love, speech. Everything."
Emma continued for about 2 hours later. She smiled as she dropped her pen, scanning through the two pages she had just written.
Her writer's block was finally over and she couldn't be more excited.
"He has been sitting there for close to an hour, are you going to talk to him?" Mark asked as they both looked in the direction of Eric.
He had been sitting at the restaurant and had requested to speak to Emma but she wasn't bulging.
"I don't want to," Emma said, picking up an order.
"He doesn't look like he will
