"Champagne, you've talked about how much you respect Duke, and how much you love the twins. But tell me, is it just respect you have for Duke? Do you love him?"
That's a good question. But one I'm a little scared to answer.
I take closer steps to her again, then nervously, I move away from her once more. I walk till I'm standing directly in front of the portrait of Moriarty the cockatoo which is about six feet from where Mary is sitting on the couch. My heart is racing rapidly just because of that one question. I turn around and stare at her, silently wondering if she would understand and believe my words.
"Mary," I call her name calmly.
"Hmm?"
"It has just been over a month since I left Rowan. Which means it's just been over a month since I met Duke. To put it simply, today makes it a month and two weeks since I met Duke…"
"Champagne, what are you trying to say?" She simply asks. I bite my bottom lip as I move closer to her again.
