We walked back to the office. My arm around her, holding her close the whole way.
We both smiled, yes, both, and said “good evening” to everyone on the way back. One small step at a time.
It felt unnatural to start with and I was almost ready for my father to appear out of the shadows and send me flying with an air blast for my 'misconduct'.
“You may have to stop before someone hurts themselves.” My Eva mumbled as another maid gasped and nearly dropped the vase of flowers in her hands.
The maid collected herself quickly before giving us a broad smile and bowing, wishing us a good evening in return.
Hmmm... I couldn’t even say good evening and smile. This wasn’t a good sign.
When we got to the office, it was as busy as a bee hive. I felt a little guilty that I had been out trying to
