“A door? That’s the surprise? Don’t get me wrong it’s a nice door, but-“we stood at the end of a long hallway. He had led me here with my eyes closed.
“Eva, it’s behind the door.” he stated with a slightly laughing tone.
“Can I open it?” I asked to be polite. He nodded. I placed my hand over the golden, oval shaped knob and turned it. There was a soft click and then it began to move inward.
The lights inside were dimmed, I noticed why. The room was filled with roses, tulips, orchids and cat lilies. The only light sources were small lamps placed in-between tall wooden structures covered in rose vines. The structures created a path which was covered with a smooth rock. I could faintly see a large porch swing at the end of the path.
I took two steps before my feet were taken off the path
