Eleanor:
Where are you?
I tried calling, and your phone went straight to voicemail.
Also, why is your find my iPhone location off?
Are you okay?
Hello?
Do I need to call your dad?
If you don’t reply by tonight, I’m heading to the manor. Text me so I know you’re okay.
It’s probably an empty threat because I doubt she’d drive to the manor just to tell my father I’m not texting her back. But it’s enough of a threat that I reply.
Me:
I’m fine, just busy.
Please leave Gabriel out of this, he’s got enough to worry about.
Eleanor:
Girl? Just fine? What is going on?
Your location being turned off is so weird.
I contemplate lying, but she’s my best friend, and I know lying will just end badly.
Me:
Antonio surprised me with a last-minute trip to Paris as a late honeymoon.
Eleanor:
Honeymoon? Ooohh, so things are getting serious between you two.
I told you, you’d end up liking him.
Me:
I guess you were right.
Eleanor:
I’m always right, haha.
Enjoy the trip and send pictures!
“We’re here,” Antonio says as the car comes to a stop. As I look out the window, the Seine River comes into view.
My door opens a few seconds later, and Antonio extends his hand towards me.
“What are we doing?” I ask as I step out.
“This is Port de la Conférence. We’re going on a little private dinner cruise along the Seine.” He throws an arm around my shoulder as he guides me towards a private yacht.