The day had been long and painful. She loved The Peabody, but lately, her second home was becoming something that she no longer knew how to juggle with her personal life. Isla knew that without The Peabody she’d have nothing, but it was beginning to get to the point where she no longer cared.
Walking up the steps, she came to a slow stop, her eyes suspiciously glued to the brown package that laid before her door. Looking around, she began to continue her way to the door, bending down hesitantly as she picked it up. Isla looked behind her one last time before entering her house, kicking the door closed with her heel as she made her way to her kitchen table.
She carefully undid the neat bow, setting it aside as she opened the box. Tissue paper kept the contents hidden, but a small card sat on top.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
She read it seven times, her smile growing wider each time. She felt as if she’s was flying. The butterflies in her stomach mixing with the giddiness that had taken over, becoming a numbing sensation across her chest. Isla didn’t know that words could make someone feel like this. Hell, a piece of paper even. But reading it again, she knew that it was only because they had come from him.
Setting the card down carefully next to her, she peeled back the tissue paper. Her jaw dropped as she held up the dress, standing up so that she could look at all of the detail. It was perfect. And now she knew why he had spent so much time looking over the sketch book with the sales man.
Isla smiled again as she began to feel tears prickle at her eyes. He cared about her. He thought about her. For the first time in a long, long time, she felt wanted. And special. She mattered to someone. She mattered to him.
She willed the tears away before they had a chance to fall, her fingers running over the red lace before tucking it back into the package. She would put it in her closet later. Right now, she needed to see him.
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