It started as just a simple date...
Only for seven months...
To please someone they both love...
They never meant to fall...
But falling with each other was inevitable...
_ _ _ _ _
Maine doesn't know what to say. She's confused. She walks toward the four chairs in the shady part of the garden and sit on one.
Alden followed her and sat across the chair she was sitting.
"Are you proposing to date me during those seven months?"
She leaned on the chair and looked at Alden.
"Do you like me?" she asked suspecting.
He smiled. "I will be a hypocrite if I told you that I don't like you. I think there is no one in the planet that will not admire your beauty...