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𝟑𝟐. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝

A/N: I hope this chapter meets your standards <3
Also as a little tip, if you put in AirPods or apple earphones and press play on the song but pause it straight away, you can read until I give the queue to play the song and then you can just tap your AirPods to unpause the video so that you don't have to scroll all the way back up for the song if that helps. Might sound confusing but with AirPods you can tap them and it will pause and unpause, with apple earphones you can press the middle part (the little bar with the volume thing) to unpause. :))

CHIARA:

We arrive back to the house, Leandro still hasn't messaged to say he's almost done so I'm just going to leave him to it.

Clearly this is one big surprise.

I get changed out of these tight ass jeans, there's no way someone really named them 'mom' jeans, more like latex. 

I swap the jeans for some thicker leggings, I know it's only early august days but the sun is shining far less than normal.

I throw on a Ralph Lauren zip up and head down for a ride, hopefully Leandro will be back by the time I'm finished.

I tack up Lib, slide into my riding boots and hat before setting off. I spend majority of the time riding at a leisurely pace, just picturing my wedding to Leandro in eight days- Far different from the view of city outlines and green grass.

After my little day dream I decide to do a short canter for a couple yards before walking back nice and slowly. I hop on off to untack my beautiful horse and change back into my previous shoes to walk with into the house.

"Is Leandro back yet?" I ask Lorenzo who gives me a nod no, much to my disappointment. I climb up the marble steps and into my bedroom where I got changed not so long ago, I pick up my phone that was lying on the bed and see no new messages from Leandro.

It's got to have been at least an hour or more since we arrived back, plus another one on top of that because he was finished in the shop when I had only just got started.

A total of two messages in two hours, it's usually twenty.

So I decide to send him a quick message to make sure everything's alright.

To: My love
Everything okayy? when will you be back?

I throw my phone back on the bed and wait for a reply whilst I change back out of my riding outfit and into something a bit less restricting.

No new messages.

To: My love.
Everything okayy? When will you be back?
*read*

Read.

Is that meant to be a joke?

I understand planing a surprise but you can still find the time to answer your fiancé who's getting seriously worried.

To: My love.
Answer me are u ok??

1 minute later..

*read*

No message.

Since he's clearly on his phone let's see him try and ignore a phone call yeah?