Chapter 21

Getting asked the question is a dream for most people. She herself was part of those people. She had dreamt about it, made scenarios of how she would want it. Planned how she would subtly hint it to the man who would eventually asked. She realized yesterday…or maybe quite long ago that dreams don’t happen how you plan it.
She had been so angry. And now she was nursing a headache. She must have been so drunk because she didn’t remember how she got back to her room last night. Well what did you know? Nathan had been right about her not going to a bar to drink. She hoped she hadn’t embarrassed herself. Even if she did she wasn’t sure that they would be talking about her.
It would be Nathan.