Chapter 15

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Chapter 15:

It’s been a week since I proposed, and Jerome and I had been planning the wedding, but we couldn’t figure out what we wanted. Everyone was out, and the house was quiet. Jerome pecked me cheek, trying to assured me we’d figure this stuff out. This is why I plan. The back door opened as Adam walked in. I smiled brightly. He’d left a few days ago to go and get a few things to help with the planning. He simply had an envelope.

“Alright, so here are my ideas.” Adam stated, pulling out 2 papers. My mouth dropped.

“Adam, these places are a fortune, you can’t take us here!” I argued, yanking the paper from his hand. The place was worth more than my life. Literally.

“No, I insisted!” Adam answered. “Besides, I know people; I get a discount on either place.”

“… But-“

“No arguing, I know you like these places, besides, at least talk to Jerome first, he is your bride.” Adam laughed. I looked at Jerome, and saw he was looking both places over. He noticed me looking at him, and gave me a small smile.

“Mitch, look at the trees.” Jerome asked, showing me the picture of one of the places. I looked at the trees, and chuckled.

“They remind me-“

“Of when we met.” Jerome finished. “I think it’s perfect… besides the cost.” I hesitated, eventually slowly nodding, giving him a kiss.

“If you like it, then let’s do it.” I concluded.

“PERFECT, because I kind of already paid for it, tell Ty I said hi, I got to go for a little longer, bye!”

“YOU ALREADY PAID AND DIDN’T CONFIRM WITH US?!” I screamed as he ran from the house. “Ugh…” I groaned, sitting down with a thud. Jerome hummed calmly, cuddling with me.

~Adam~

The guard let me back in, and I hurried inside, rushing around until I finally found my uncle again.

“I’m back!” I called.

“Sky!” He happily called, jogging over and once more wrapping his arm around my neck. “So how’d it go?”

“My friends really liked the Tree Grove; they said it reminded them of the first time they met.” He nodded.

“That’s a wonderful place, peaceful, friendly… It’s also my backyard, perfect!” He laughed. I laughed too.

“They don’t know that.” I whispered as we laughed like children.

“Alright, I’ll get everything set up, you should find out what they want for the after party.” He concluded, shoving me away playfully. I left, returning home, but not before getting the decoration choices.

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