Chapter 24
That night, Amelia cooked Dale’s favorite dinner and gave the staff the rest of the night off. She put on his favorite dress, and did her best to prepare herself for what she was about to do. Sitting at the table, adjusting and readjusting the silverware, she waited for Dale, but as usual he was late getting home. When he did arrive, Amelia was a bundle of nerves. “Sorry I’m late,” Dale said, rounding the table to kiss her on the cheek. “I got stuck in a meeting.” “It’s okay,” Amelia assured him, “I kept everything on warm. You pour the wine and I’ll get dinner.” “Alright,” Dale said, picking up the bottle. Amelia took several deep breaths before she returned to the dining room carrying two plates. There she saw Dale, lit by candles looking so dear, she almost changed her mind. Putti
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