Taming The Mayor!

Reunion!

I tapped my feet as I stood nervously knocking on the door.

My internal instincts were screaming with a turmoil of feelings.

I was excited that I'll meet my best friend after such a long time. I hope he did read my letter that I left for him. I was nervous that how he might react, I was anxious to know about him and Felicity and how things were going with everyone else. I have was hyper to even see Lex and his reaction.

I had already ringed the bell three times and my excitement was getting higher within my veins my every passing second.

Soon the door opened revealing a short woman, who had her sides bulged out of her white uniform that had an apron over the white long skirt she wore.

"Yes? How may I help you?", She asked in a sweet Latin tone.

"Umm... This is Mr. Mathew's house right? Is he in here?", I asked her still confused at what could be the possible potential reaction once he'll see me.

"Yes of course... You can come inside. And you are?", She asked guiding me inside the house.

"I'm Amy Cole. I'm an old friend.", I told her smiling as she asked me to sit on the couch inside the exquisite lounge room.

I was impressed at what Connor was able to build for himself.

His house was huge and relinquishing.

The anterior was pure white and black exhibiting power and finance out into the design.

Connor was able to build a house at the Beach Housing Society, which yet alone was the center of diverging wealth and class in Cherwood.

On one of the walls different frames hung down I looked at the pictures and saw Connor!

I instantly recognised him.

In that picture he wore a black suit standing tall, with sleeked hair and mannered posture. He stood between three gentleman. I went ahead and took a clear view of the picture.

He had grown to become more classy and handsome. He gave out a small smile for the camera and I realised that he missed his dominant cool vibe.

I looked at other photo frames to find any sign of a wedding photograph or any picture with Fel, but I was rather confused as I found none but rather a picture of small kid.

He was a toddler his pictures hung down statically. Most of the pictures were of the kid, as he played, ran, cut a cake. In some of the pictures he laughed and stood with Connor. He must be around five or six years of age.

Who was that kid?

"Amy?", A familiar voice called out making me turn around and look at a much more gentleman standing wearing a white button down followed by a lose trousers. He had beard grown around his face as he stood looking at me with bewilderment.

I immediately walked towards him and leaped into a tight hug as he hugged me back.

Even though we didn't end up well back then, but getting to see him this up close after this long was a warming sensation to me.

I broke our embrace and stood gawking him as he equally returned my look.

"What? What are you doing here?" He asked taking seat, gesturing me to sit down.

I smiled at him and took a seat.

"Dad... He called me and I came to visit. How have you been?", I asked him still not knowing how to begin.

"I... I've been doing great.", He gestured at his surroundings, "Where were you? How have you been?", He asked taking my hand in his.

A feeling of warmness rushed inside me as I sat this close to my best friend.