TERESA

The dinner was wonderful, and I prayed deeply that it would turn out to be something that happened frequently.

We were back home in no time yet I was still smiling sheepishly when I remembered how Bennett treated me like a queen.

The night still clung to my skin and I still could not shake it off.

The glow of candles, Bennett’s laughter and the taste of rich food I was not used to were still stuck in my memory.

I was still holding on to that fragile warmth ...