We could have a life, us two.. (Completed)

Happy birthday my love

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It had been days she was agry and didn't talk to him. He put so much effort trying to talk her, making things good only for her to pull away whenever he opened his mouth or would touch her. Their honeymoon was over for sure. He felt bad about it really bad that they were like this. It didn't sit right with him waking up leaving her in bed to go work. Leaving the house without a goodmorning or kiss from her killed him. He knew he broke her heart and he wanted to make things good. He apologized so many times it didn't help she acted like he wasn't there. It came out unexpected he didn't mean it, he was very sorry, he couldn't say to her he needed money so he could make a decant celebration for her birthday. He sighed leaving the house he had to make a start to show her how he loved her and how sorry he was and he planned to start today. He even asked David if it was good to take today of and he was okay with it.. He wasn't going to give up by the first obstacle they had.

Eleanor layed awake still in bed, he hurted her so bad with calling her ungrateful and wat hurted her more was him going of to work even if she said over her dead body he choose to go to that dreadfull sea, she loved it yes but that doesn't mean he must go out working there. She was angry with him but that didn't mean she didn't care. The first day she followed him without him noticing and shedding tears wached him leave. Each day he was out she kept awake waiting for him anxiously to return and as he came late home she layed her back turned towards him pretending to be asleep. As he got in to bed he wispered words of how much he missed her but she didn't react even if she left tears. Almost a week now she worked with Louise in her bakery he didn't even know beceause he left so early in the morning and when he returns it was already evening. She got on with Louise so well, the more she knew her, the better she got along with her. She is a widowed women just like herself once was and have two sons who were working in Newcastle she telled her. If she hadn't had Sweeney she probably had ended up like Louise but than with a shop that didn't make money. She sighed coming out of her bed "bastard" she muttered to herself couldn't he see how worried she was for him. She needed him yet she couldn't forgive him in an instant. How dare he call her ungrateful. If he could say that to her after everything that happened and they had been trough she had no word to say, he hurted her deeply. What did she expect after all he's a man they all have their brains in their balls. They hadn't spoken for a almost a week now that's the longest ever they hadn't talked to one another it was so diffucult to live like two strangers in a house. She went to her dresser to get some hairpins and the comb for her hair and when she did she noticed that the box of razors wasn't there just the razor he had given her to defend herself in case she needed it. She sighed taking them she headed to change from her nightgown into her dress.

"Good morning" he came into the Anderson's bakery, he never had done this before so he felt out of place and seriously uncomfortable because of that but he reminded himself it was all for her so he stood there sure of himself to do it.

"Good morning how can I help" Louise smiled at the stranger that entered her shop, she was bussy placing the first pasteries on the shelf.

"I actualy want to ask if you make cakes on order" he asked he wanting her to have that for once in her lifetime a cake special for her birthday even if she would throw it at his face it was the gesture that mattered.

"Of course dear" Louise looked at the man inspecting he didn't look familiar his accent wasn't like he was from here too but more like.. Victoria's.. "You want a big or a small cake?" She then asked so she knew what she had to do. She didn't want to bother the stranger with other question right now.

"Enough for two people, it's for a birthday" he answered while he looked at the sweets there "Can you also put a few scones aside?" He had seen Nellie eat these a few times apparently she loves eating them so the moment he saw the scones he thought of her. Maybe she would be happy with it.