Capture My Heart

Art exhibition

After I finished my work, C drove me home. He dropped me off and I walked inside. It was actually a fun evening to have him there. I opened my door and there was a white box with a red ribbon and bow sitting on my coffee table.

I noticed a card attached. I pulled it out and opened it.

Mr. Thompson is requesting your presence at his art exhibition show this Friday at 8:00 pm at Midway Gallery.

I set the card down and opened the lid to the box. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. I pulled out the dress. It was red and absolutely stunning. Underneath was a pair of shoes to go with it along with a black box. I pulled out the box and opened it. I was absolutely shocked.

There sat a diamond necklace with matching earrings nestled on the velvet inlay. This has to be worth millions. Oh my god. I sat down and stared at it.

Then my phone beeped with a new message. I opened it.

Did you receive my package?

I text back.

Who is this?

Mr. Thompson.

I dropped my phone in shock. Holy hell. My phone kept beeping with messages. I quickly picked it up.

Hello?
Is that a no?
Are you there?
Did you pass out from shock?
Am I talking to myself?

I text back.

Sorry. Dropped my phone. Yes I did receive your package and it is absolutely stunning. Are you sure this was meant for me?

Beep.

Yes.

I stared at my phone. Then composed a text.

I will be there promptly at 8.

I tossed my phone to the side and placed my chin in my palm. Great. I'm going to meet Mr. Thompson face to face and I had absolutely no idea what to say to him.

I decided to call it a night and try to get through the rest of the week. Hopefully my nerves don't get the best of me.

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All week I tried to keep busy with work trying to take my mind off of meeting Mr. Thompson. It wasn't working. C on the other hand was making it even harder to focus with his antics.

I must admit, he did make me laugh and I was able to stay calm about meeting Mr. Thompson.

Davis on the other hand was his abrupt self. I steered clear of him.

Friday came and I hurried home to get ready. I showered and dressed, fixing my hair and makeup. Then I attached the necklace and earrings to my earlobes.

I grabbed my purse and coat and pulled it on. I opened the door to see a man standing there.

"Seraphina Lockwood?"

"Yes?"

"I am here to pick you up to take you Midway Gallery. Shall we?"

I nodded and followed him out to the car. He opened the door and I climbed into the back then shut the door. He climbed into the front and pulled out onto the road.

As soon as he pulled into the parking lot. He stop the car and got out, opening my door. I stepped out and walked to the door. I pulled it open and stepped inside.

Whoa. There was a lot of people in here. I walked around and looked for Mr. Thompson. Then it dawned on me. What would I say to the man?

I looked around then heard someone say, "fancy meeting you here."