"Let's go," he said.
Cece blinked stupidly. The day had gone pretty peacefully. There were times when Gavin Atwood and his memories sneaked in her mind and left stains of discomfort, but Cece was able to push them away. She felt invincible, now that Oliver was officially by her side.
It was Oliver who made her antsy at times with his whimsical acts. Like last night, when all of a sudden he decided he wanted a midnight snack, and dragged her out of the bed to the nearest market. Cece was astonished to see how awake and alive the market was, while it was technically past midnight. "The market stays open even at night," he had shared.
Yesterday, out of nowhere, he realised her apartment was too boring, and it needed some changes. He made Cece help him, while he shuffled the entire placement of furniture. Finally, when Cece dropped her tired body on the bed, he said, "You need new upholstery."
