Anne Wheeler x Phillip Carlyle

Chapter 3

Anne POV.
"Good morning, sunshine." A morning voice says from above me. My fiancé, Phillip, looks down at me top naked, but has had the audicity to cover his bottom half with boxers.
"Morning," I say, pulling his head down to kiss me as he chuckles. I try to hide all my worries into the kiss, but Phillip, being the amazing person he is, feels me being tense, and pulls back slowly.
"What's wrong, Anne?" He asks me, frowning.
"It's nothing," I say "I'm only worried about the theatre tonight," Last time we went, I ran out in tears because of Phillip's awful, racist parents. Charity, Barnum's wife gave us two tickets as an engagement present, in an envelope with the words "Forever means second chances" written on it.
"Oh. Baby, it's fine. It'll be fine." Phillip says, but I know he is thinking about the last time at the theatre like me.
We spend the whole day in our bed, doing nice things, getting up only to eat. At 6pm, Phillip wakes up from his power nap with his hair all tousled and says, "We've got to be there at 7!"
There is rush then, were I have a shower and do my makeup and pick a gorgeous red, lace dress and meet in the kitchen at 6:45 were Phillip is tying his shoes up.
"Ready to go, my lady?" He asks me, holding out his arm.
"Of course, my lord," I say back, giggling, and I take his arm. We walk to the theatre laughing and talking, but I fall silent as we reach the theatre. People stare at us, and at my ring, but Phillip ignores them and kisses me on the cheek, making people gasp in shock.
Phillip takes our tickets and way make our way to our seats, first row!
"Wow, Phil, this is amazing," I say, admiring the beautiful theatre, filled with gold and red. Phil smiles at me and takes my hand, just as a man walks by us and mutters "Disgusting!" as he glares at us. My smile turns into a frown. But I am not angry, I am sad, how can people think this?
"Anne..." Phillip says, turning to me.
"I don't care, Phillip, I won't let that ruin our night. I love you, remember?" I say.
"I think your the one that forgets I love you," He says to me, laughing.
The play is amazing, a beautiful love story. Phillip and I walk out the theatre hand in hand, and never more in love.

I am actually SO SORRY this is so short. I have so much work to do (exams, go away) but at least it's an update. Please read & comment. Thank you for 91 reads, so happy! 😁 please comment would you like smut, a few people have come back to me but I would like to hear from a few more. thank youuuu :))