I’m Done

~Anne~

We stayed till evening at the restaurant, just enjoying the moment. I felt genuinely happy and among after a long time. Randall finally smiled at me, and everyone else didn’t see me as the evil woman anymore.

It was all love, and I loved it. If only I had more time to be around all of them. It would have been so much better.

We departed and everyone went to their various homes. I went with my son and his wife in the car, back to the palace. I had missed Trump so much already and I couldn’t wait to tell him how the day went.

Alighting from the car, we all walked inside, feeling a little tired.

“I’m kinda tipsy, babe,” Daciana muttered, with her head on Randall’s arm.

“I know you are, darling. You’ve said that a thousand times already. We are home now. You can go to bed.” He responded, looking at me and smiling.

“She’s just like a baby,” I uttered, and he nodded.

“She’s my baby.”

“Daciana!” We heard someone call, and when we looked up, it happened to be Agatha, on the st