Danica paced around her sitting room impatiently and time and again, found herself glancing around the room to make sure it looked okay. Her two bedroom apartment had never seemed shabby to her till now. For a middle class single woman, she was actually proud of her home. It was quite big, well furnished and equipped with every possible amenity. Not to talk of the high tech security that she had saved up months of salary to afford. In truth, she was actually very very proud of it. So she wasn't exactly sure why she was now so worried about whether Tristan would approve. She hadn't imagined even in her wildest dreams that he would want to come over to her house to hear her out. She winced audibly as she remembered exactly how their conversation had gone.
"There is something. And I think yo
