Isabelle CampbellMr. Charles was almost done with his food and the funny stories he told about him and his late wife made me laugh so hard and my heart feel so light.No matter how bad it’s going, this man can brighten your day.“You are an amusing man, your wife was very lucky to have you in her life” I laughed and wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes.“I’m a real charmer, you know? She couldn’t resist me and my many funny stories. I would make a fine storyteller, eh?” he wriggled his brows with a grin on his lips which was followed by a series of coughs.I stood up and grabbed the glass of water from the bedside table to give him. I patted his back lightly and waited for him to calm down before handing the glass to him. He took it and gave me a thumbs up.Just then, a knock was heard on the door and Alessandro’s head popped in before the rest of his body entered the room.A wide grin formed on his lips as he looked at his grandfather. I went back to sit on the chair I was sit

Alessandro MorettiI checked my appearance in the mirror and adjusted my tie well. I loosen the tie to give myself some space to breathe.I needed to feel okay since I could meet people I didn’t want to meet.My eyes settled on a single rose and card sitting on my bed. I sighed and turned to pick it up.“Can’t believe I let his words get to my head” I muttered under my breath and opened the card to read what was written. I chuckled at the words and placed them back on the bed.I checked the time once more, picked up the rose and card once more and walked to my bedside table to fetch my watch and keys before going outside my room to pick Isabelle up.I imagined Isabelle in a stunning, off-the-shoulder red dress, slit up her thigh, her dark hair styled in a sleek updo with soft, wavy tendrils framing her smooth, porcelain face.“What is wrong with you?” I smacked my forehead to get those thoughts out of my head.My phone rang and I paused from entering my car to answer it.“Yes?” my bro