EVA LEVESQUE
I’ve always wanted to have a nature themed date with Sigrid once he agrees to become my husband but this isn’t what I wanted and he still isn’t saying yes to my proposal. I think that it’s been two or three hours since we started walking and Sigrid said we’re still not halfway there.
“Are we there yet?” I asked him.
“Eva that’s the fifth time you asked that question in ten minutes,” he said, “let’s just go.”
I sighed and walked behind him. My body is aching all over and my legs feel like they are about to give in. I was sweating bullets from all this walking but I can’t be a hassle and slow the both of us down. Our friends might be waiting for us.
“Hey,” I called him, “do you think they’re being tortured?”
Sigrid slightly faced me and said, “I don’t think so? Not sure,
