CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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Preparation

I was trying to find a dress to wear to the nightmarish dinner that evening when Robert knocked on the door. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and skinny dark blue tie. I think I dribbled a bit at the sight of him.

"I can't choose, will you?" I said holding up my simple black strappy dress and the same one in red.

"Really? Carmen they’re same." He laughed, obviously amused at my problem.

"Please Robert?" I said giving him my best attempt of puppy eyes, which seemed to work as he answered my question. 

"The black one, we can match." He answered before sweeping me off my feet into a hug that lifted me off the floor. When he did that I let out a little squeal. Before he pressed his soft lips against mine. I felt him smile under our kiss, which only made mine bigger. 

"I love you." We said in turn to each other and I turned to get dressed. Then I realised Robert was still in my room and I was in my underwear. I felt my cheeks get warm as I turned to him. 

"You look good like that, stay that way and we won't go at all." He joked with a cocky grin on his face. 

I laughed before saying; "I have to go Robert. Even though I hate his guts for trying to break us up, making a teenager kill himself, breaking into my house, and practically stalking me... I have to know what he knows about Paige. She was my best friend..." I could feel the tears forming in the corners of my eyes. I was instantly wrapped in Robert's arms and his lips kissing my neck. 

"We'll get through this.” were his last words before he left the room leaving me all alone with my overactive imagination. 

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