What occupied Ella Adams' mind were the images of two synthetic wraps in the trash can, filled with a bright, thick liquid, and hickeys of varying shades on the woman.
She couldn't even come up with an excuse to deceive herself anymore.
Today was her birthday, a day she had never indulged in spending too much time and effort celebrating in Ravenwood City. When her brother Tristan Adams dropped her off at the airport, he teased her for forgetting about her family after getting a boyfriend.
She coquettishly bid him goodbye without looking back, and rushed into the airport, not feeling the least bit guilty about it. She just wanted to share her special day with the man she loved the most.
As she soared through the sky, she pondered over what kind of surprise Elijah Smith had for her, where he would take her tonight, would there be roses, and if yes, what color?
She even remembered the day they first met so clearly.