Eric said with a smile as radiant as a blooming flower. "Alright, I'll pick you up tonight. See you at our new place!"
Only then did Eric leisurely leave.
Ella lay back on the bed, her heart racing wildly. That guy couldn't even handle being apart from her for just one night?
This must be what people call a crazy, passionate love, right?
Ella lay on the bed, happiness surrounding her, yet her heart still felt uneasy.
Sometimes, amidst her happiness, she would wonder about the future. What would Eric think of her when she grew old, when her figure changed...
Ella recalled the middle-aged women she'd seen on the street and shivered. Better not to think about it. She got up and dawdled for nearly an hour, washing her face, brushing her teeth, and changing clothes. Looking in the mirror at her radiant face and fresh, tender lips, she felt her cheeks heat up.
