(Book 2 of Photograph) It's been 2 years since Elizabeth and Shannon's relationship faded into nothing and with the countless events that had happened in those 2 years, they haven't heard any news about each other mainly on Shannon's side. Elizabeth...
Shannon's P.O.V. Too much moving around is probably the worst idea when you're still, in fact, recovering from a major injury. My knee is starting to get sore again but I'm just about finished with the the set up. Maybe I'll just be on wheelchair later on so my knee can rest.
So I'm making an outdoor movie set up, in the back garden. Yep, for nearly two hours already and its looking good by the way, considering that I'm on crutches and that I'm probably limping around putting things together. I'm very proud of it really, but my knee is fucking killing me right now. I set up the projector behind the seats and also I have some chips, my lady's corn nuts and some sweets ready on the table I have on the side, it has wheels on so its easier to get things from the house. I've already made us some martinis and its in the fridge so it will stay fresh by the time they get here. Setting up the screen was the hardest part because I have to carry that thing from the garage and move it to the garden but I eventually got it there safe and sound.
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After a while, finally, the set up is finished and it looks so fucking good, they're going to love it. I smile to myself as I made my way back in the house. I need my wheelchair and some drink. I'm exhausted.
So I get to my wheel chair, which is by the front door and put my crutches to the side. I immediately felt relief on my knee as I settled down and its the best feeling ever besides being loved by my fiancé, nothing beats that. I made my way to the kitchen for a glass of cold water and caught a glimpse of the pumpkin pie I made earlier sitting on the cake stand by the kitchen island and smile to myself, that pie is so damn good, I don't even know if I can make it again.
Speaking of pumpkins. I miss Rose really, she would definitely be the only precious flower girl at our wedding and she'd be adorable in a little princess dress made specially for her. I wonder what our wedding would look like. I wonder if I will see Elizabeth get walked down by the aisle by her Dad. Just thinking about it sends chills down to my spine, maybe because its partly impossible. Well, I hope everything is going well at the party.
Then I hear voices at the living room. She's here already? I guess the party didn't go so well.
"Honey, I'm home!" I hear her say in a cheery tone, wait. If things didn't turn out so good at the party why is she happy? Isn't she supposed to be pissed, mad, irritated everything but that? "Shan?" She calls again. My brows furrow in confusion as I settle the empty glass on the sink before rolling myself out to the living room to see her for myself. When I got there I was greeted with the sweetest smile that tells me that she is happy which made me so confused. Well her brothers and sisters are coming in one by one, taking off their coats an—
"Hi" She smiles taking my full attention as she held my face and kisses me tenderly before pulling away with a smile playing on her lips.
"Back so soon?" I asked totally confused on what's going on. She just smiles and scrunches her nose.
"Hi bud." Trent appears behind Elizabeth and gives me a kiss on top of my head. "I hope those martinis are ready waiting for me." He says and that made me chuckle.
