47: 36 questions to fall in love

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Adams had bought a new house. He invited me to come look at it. But recently, I hadn't felt like myself. Lately, life has been quite difficult. I had my illness to attend to, as well as covert medical trips that I never wanted Adams to know about. The car he got me has been getting a lot of use lately, i was taking it to school and to my doctor's appointment. Even yet, he had always been able to accompany me on the days he knew were set aside for my eye appointments. However, I now have another illness to manage. Something I could have told Adams without worrying. Furthermore, when we recently attended the dinner the doctor had invited us to, Camilla ended up going with us. But i made sure to email him about our plus one ahead of time. I was quite afraid when we got there. Dinner at six o'clock in the evening in the woods beside a river, despite the presence of a boat nearby? Of course, I would be afraid! However, I was really appreciative that he kept my secret for me, just as he had promised.

But today I needed a new fridge, I had to increase my groceries bulkiness, because with my health condition I can't stand ordering groceries so often, even though I could just order and they would deliver it home, but still, I wanted to physically shop it.

When Adams called to ask me to go furniture shopping because he wanted his new house to be a touch of mine, I knew this was the right day of buying a new fridge.

He said he wanted everything like mine; the furniture, the Islamic art design and everything. I knew that might be the most huge mistake I would ever make. I mean he's so picky! Hopefully he would allow me to choose for him and wouldn't be so picky about it. Because I didn't have that much strength and he had no idea I was sick.

In my haste to look for what to wear I ended up bumping in to the wall! Oh my head!

I quickly stood up rushing to my closet, but I ended up slipping and somehow found myself flying, as my hands jiggled in air and fell down woefully on the floor. I bumped my face. Oh it hurts! Couldn't even stand up now. Since when did I even care about my dressing? Oh ya Allah!

We ended up arriving at an antique store. But Adams said no way we would buy from there, everything had to be new and classy. I knew I didn't have any strength to argue.

Ya Allah he's so picky, it's been an hour and he still haven't allowed us buy a thing, I became tired and for the first time i found myself frowning at him. I just found a place and sat down. "Maybe Camilla should help you. May be you should call her since she had been to my house. She must have known the type of furniture I got." I said in anger. But that's the truth honestly. I can't stand his picky behavior anymore. If he knew he would be acting this way he could have equally chose his things and just invites me over for a housewarming party or something.

"Alright i'm sorry! Go ahead and choose, I won't talk again!" He said. And hopefully he kept to his words.

Once we were done, we gave them the address of where they would deliver the furniture to. Then we paid and left.

We stopped by to purchase my fridge, and after giving them my address, we departed. It would be delivered in two hours, two hours ahead of schedule for Adams's stuff.

Once in the car Adams asked to go grocery shop together. I shook my head sideways. "Nah! Not ready to die." I told him. But still he manipulated me in to going with him and I ended up with blasters on toes. By the end of time I was walking like a zombie. Who even decides to be picky with vegetables? And even foodstuff?

We first dropped by at my house and arranged the groceries in the new fridge, which was mostly done by him. Then we went down to his house, and it was my first time being there. It looked cute! New and cute!

We furnished the whole house, of-course the delivery company were responsible for that, ours was just ordering them around. And even though it didn't end up exactly like mine, it still looked quite similar, just that his, was actually more elite looking than mine.

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