Chapter 62
It had been three days since Connor got arrested.
And I couldn't express in words how happy I felt now that, that striking pain that seemed like it was crested in my chest had gone. I honestly felt myself take the first step in healing when I witnessed Connor being dragged out of Spring in handcuffs.
The police had called me and a few of Connor's assistants in the past to make several statements. It felt a bit triggering but it was helpful.
It was needed.
Connor would never get the chance to hurt any woman in the manner that he did, ever again.
There was a particular calm that had settled in now and it was a calm that I loved.
Now that the whole Connor issue had blown over, Dean's father had already started talking traveling arrangements again. Which was only natural, Dean had spent more time in Bath than he was supposed to, leaving a lot of work suspended. And I would remain eternally grateful for the time his father permitted us to have with each other.
Dean was set to leave in two days.
In light of that, and in the honor of celebrating Connor's arrest, Dean informed me that he had a special day planned out for us.
And I was so excited to hear that.
"Ready?" Dean, who had already been waiting for me, asked when I stepped into the living room.
"Yeah." I smiled, nodding my head enthusiastically.
Dean was dressed in a simple dress shirt on dark loose pants and a pair of sandals. I was dressed in a short lilac summer dress on white sandals. I had done a little makeup and tied my hair up in a cute ponytail. I also had my sunglasses fixed in my hair while they rested atop my head.
Dean held out his hand for me to take and we both walked hand in hand out of the apartment and to the garage on the ground floor, where the car was parked.
Immediately we got on the road, I looked to him.
"So," I made a cute face, "where are we going?"
"It's a surprise?" He said with a small laugh, stealing a quick glance at me.
"Ugh!" I rolled my eyes. "Not this again."
He laughed.
It wasn't small this time; it sounded full.
"Um," I tried to guess, "give me a hint?"
"I'd rather just tell you instead." He said to me.
"Okay." I smiled at him, eager to knows where it was.
"Do you remember the first place we visited together when I got here?" He asked me.
"Um," I thought about it for a moment, "Star King's Burgers?"
He smiled, "Yeah."
"That's where we're going?" I asked him because it wasn't so far from my place.
We even could have just ordered in if we wanted to.
He didn't give my question an answer, instead he asked me another one, "And do you remember that instax camera I got a few weeks back that you kept asking what I was going to use it for?"
My brows were now together in confusion, "Yeah?"
"Well," he started, "during my time here, whenever we would visit a new place, I'd document it in my journal to remember how special it was to me. I also got a photo album."
