Writer’s pov
Micah’s new apartment….!
“A-are we there yet?” Eleanor asked Micah in a short stutter.
“We’re almost there!” Micah replies.
His hands covering Eleanor’s eyes, acting as a blindfold as he slowly leads her into his new home.
“Lift your foot, there’s a small step!” He tells her.
She listens and lifts her foot….when they’re already in…in the middle of the living room, Micah removes his hands from her eyes.
“Tada!” He exclaims.
Eleanor blinks a few times until her eyes adjusts to the brightness… She looks around with a small surprise frown.
“W-where is t-this?” She asked.
“Our new home!” He replies.
A small, quiet gasp leaves her mouth… she looks around with a satisfactory smile.
Judging by her expression, Micah can tell that she’s already fallen in love with the house…
