Candice POV:-
Tyler apologized, fixing everything and giving me time to gather myself and open up to him.
While we were proceeding at a slow but memorable pace. Once again my life came to the point of being peaceful.
Tyler was going to work, “Take care.” I said and smiled.
He kissed me before leaving. “You too, love.” and left.
I never get tired of the endless love he gives me.
It was somehow eerie to think how he is endearing me as if we are together for a lifetime and having me complete his prayers.
It was a silly thought but I honestly think like this but how it could be possible.
Where he, where me?
The King of Shipments and a mere waitress don’t fit in the same box.
As I was lost in my thoughts my phone rang and it was Rufus,
“Oh, Hey Rufus.” I greeted, attending the call.
“Hey, Candice. Didn’t you get Nicolas’s message?” He asked.
“No, why?” I asked.
“He came to New York,” My face lit up in happiness when I heard it.
“Really? When?”