Chapter Seventy -Five

Chapter Seventy -Five

Annabelle pov

“Wakie Wakie!” Brooklyn flung my door open. She was loud, her voice and the way she hit the door.

I squinted my eyes to see what she was up to again.

“While you were here sleeping, a sweet gentle man was cooking something beautiful for you.” She jumped on my bed in joy, partially pressing me with her weight.

“What is it, Brook? I am trying to get some rest. You are not allowing me to rest.” I pushed her aside.

“You both will be having dinner in an anonymous place and a beautiful gown was bought for you.” She giggled. “That gown is so beautiful! I wish they were mine.”

“Young woman, when did you become like this? And who invited me for dinner?” I could see her gait change as I asked that question.

“Who else can invite you for dinner and buy you the dress? Don't try to spoil anything with the wrong way you handle things; I won't take it likely with you!”

I laughed, “I was just joking with you. Everyone knows it's Henry, Henry, Henry..” I k