Weekend Away
Author: Ethereal Ink
last update2025-05-24 23:11:25

It was Friday. A lazy Friday. Roman had not gone to work, and neither had Annabel. It was already some minutes past 10 AM. Annabel was sitting on a counter in the kitchen and munching on a toast, while Roman was in the bedroom reading a book.

Annabel didn’t notice anything unusual that morning until Roman walked into the kitchen with a folded envelope in his hand. He had an expression that was trying too hard to look casual. She was still in her pajamas, and halfway through her buttering toast.

He leaned on the counter and cleared his throat like someone preparing a speech.

“You’re being weird,” she said as she munched.

“I’m being charming,” he corrected, then slid the envelope toward her plate. “Open it.”

She narrowed her eyes, wiped her hands on a napkin, and carefully picked it up.

There was a printed itinerary inside. It contained flights, a resort booking, and dinner reservations. And they were all under their names, all set for that very afternoon.

“Roman,” she whispered, look
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