Clara’s POV
We’d only gone a few steps towards the bar when the stress of being confronted by Sandra and the whole party started to make me feel short for air, somehow Johannes seemed to pick up on it and steered us through an archway just behind the bar to a small walled garden full of roses, deftly grabbing two glasses of champagne as we passed the bar. It was beautiful, in the middle was a simple stone fountain with a stone circular bench around it.
‘I thought you might need a minute’ he smiled a bit sheepishly. ‘And please don’t let Sandra get to you, I would have fired her a long time ago if it were up to me but my father won’t hear of it.’
I sat on the stone bench by the fountain. ‘It’s so beautiful in here’
‘It is’ Johannes smiled, not taking his eyes off me and passing me a gl
