Bailey
I was at the balcony letting the fresh air rummage my entire body when I heard the door open and Welwyn calling out to me.
“Over here, Hart,” I called. He walked towards me, an excited grin on his face. I chuckled, there was always something contagious about his smile.
“What are you so happy about?” I asked, he embraced me and planted a loud kiss on my forehead.
“Well, I have an idea. To get you out of here and make you feel better,” he paused for dramatic effect, “Go on,” I giggled, nudging him playfully.
“A date! I already had a maid prepare a dress for you. I have some things to take care of though. I'll see you in the evening.” He finished, gave me a parting smile and moved toward the door. He stopped and waved animatedly before closing the door firmly behind him.
A dat
