Stephen's p.o.v
I had to move my plans ahead was all I could think of as we walked into the market place. My hand was linked to her and my gaze fixed to the ground.
Walking in the crowd was easy because I could hear their heavy footsteps and know which side to take in order to avoid bumping anyone.
"Stephen look at that pin, isn't it pretty?" She asked cheerfully as I looked up to see what pin she was pointing at.
Before I could say a word, she quickly rushed ahead with a giggle and went to a stand that had a few beautiful hair pins displayed.
"Hello Miss," a young man selling then greeted Sandy.
"Hey," She whispered then picked up one that had a golden colour.
"Nice choice Miss, the hair pin you have picked is called the graceful rose. It represent
