I couldn't remember Will again, I had who forgets him, but how would I if he was now my neighbor?

How could I forget those beautiful gray blue eyes? And your soft hand caressing the skin of my face?

It was impossible to forget him, but I had to, for the sake of my relationship.

The week passed without any extraordinary events, which helped to make everything calm again.

It was already Friday night and Maison and I were deciding what would be good for our country.

"Your mother loves peppermint tea, we could serve that," I suggest as I pull a pot of tea out of the cupboard.

The teapot looked like it had just come out of the store, we haven't used it since we got it from the Maison c