Chapter 7

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It's been 4 days since I have arrived. I have kind of gotten into a routine. Shower, dress, eat, hang out with Augustus, check on Isaac and my parents, cry (a lot), eat dinner, the go to bed. My funeral is supposed to be today. And I am so nervous. I don't what to expect. But I know one thing. There will be a lot of tears everywhere. Even from me.

"Are you ready for today?" Augustus asks. We are relaxing on our bed in our own house. Our house is a cute little town house. The house has three bedrooms and two bathrooms. At first I didn't know if I wanted to move in with Augustus. But now I think that I have made the right choice. I love how in the middle of the night he cuddles me to make me feel safe.

"I guess." I respond. "I am probably going to cry a lot though." He laughs.

"That's why I am bringing these." he takes out two packets of tissues. I laugh.

"Have I been really crying that much?" I ask.

"Pretty much." he says

"Sorry."

"It's okay. I wouldn't blame you. I did that too." I can't believe that my Augustus would cry that much.

"I'll go make breakfast." he says getting up. He kisses me on the cheek. Then puts a cigarette in his mouth. I shower for what seems to be a long time. I get dressed then head downstairs.

I find the table covered with a red velvet table cloth. There was a glass vase in the middle of the table filled with water and red roses. Little candles are surrounding the flowers.

"Hello beautiful." Augustus says. I blush.

"What is all this." I ask him.

"Just something special." he answers.

He sets the pancakes on both plates. When I go to sit down he helps me slide in my chair. What a gentleman. I think to myself. I laugh at myself. I sound like a grandma. We both eat in silence until we are both done.

"Thank you for making breakfast." I say.

"Sure." he says. He accidentally drops his fork. "I'll get it." he says. "Whats this?" he says looking under the table.

"What?" I ask. "Is it bad?" he pulls out a box and there's a ring inside.

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