After the stressful argument, they went for their brunch. Christian had selected a spot on the rooftop of the restaurant that seemed to be perfectly aligned with the weather. It was slightly windy, and for once, it was pleasant.
Grace still felt her mind going on and on about what happened. Even though it was perfectly logical for them to move together, given that they were now married. Why was she so.. why did she feel against it?
She had always kept herself logically inclined, seeing reason in things before adding her heart into it, so then why did one side of a brain agree while the other did not?
"Grace?"
"Hm?" She moved her eyes from the view to him who was sitting in front of her. "What?"
"Your order?"
"Oh yes," she opened the menu and quickly gave it a glance before agreeing to a platter, "I'll take this platter, the one with bacon, eggs, and pancakes along with a side of beans. For beverage, I will pair it with-"
