Jo
JoEnd of January
End of JanuaryPropped up on Ellie’s bed, I waited for her to come out. I heard her stumble around in her closet before she stopped into the room.
She held up two dresses against her body, swapping them back and forth. “Which should I wear? Pink? Or blue?”
It wasn’t a hard choice. I pointed to the dress she’d bought not that long ago. “Blue.”
“Of course, you’re so right.” She threw the pink dress on her bed and admired the blue one. “I want to look good.”
“You always look good.”
She twirled around happily. “Aww, you’re so sweet. Alright, I’ll get changed and then we can leave. Our reservation is at seven.”
“Hmm-hmm,” I hummed, not able to keep my eyes off of her. She was more beautiful than ever and I couldn’t believe that we’d been together for a couple of month
