Chapter 72

Austin was waiting in his house. Emma looked like she had left earlier. The house looked neat like he left it. He was surprised to see it that way. It was so unlike the regular messy Emma. 

He opened the refrigerator and took a bottle if orange juice. He kept waiting. He was expecting a guest. He had received the response to the email. He had also passed it on to the university. He was happy and excited. He was least expecting it when he received the call. He had the document printed out to carry on with the signature process. He drank the juice and had the maid arrange a sumptuous breakfast readily served on the table and he heard the door bell ringing. 

"Perfect," he thought. 

He was wearing a maroon sweater and black trousers. He had a smile pasted on his face. He opened the door. There she stood there. Wearing a very simple white cotton frock and her hair tied up. 

"Come in," he said. She smiled at him. And she stepped inside the house.