As Connor recovered fully over the past few weeks, I have been in the study, sketching house elevations. I didn't want to sit around, being bored with nothing to do, so I kept myself busy with sketching. Whenever Connor needed me, I was by his side. I told Clara about our engagement and she was excited for us. I feel happy at this moment, knowing that Connor is well. He is supposed to start work today, but from home.
"What are you up to too?" I look up, to see the man that I love, standing against the door frame, with his arms folded over his chest. His smile infectious and so I return his smile.
" I'm sketching" I say as I place the pencil down onto the sketching desk and I lean back in the chair. "I was keeping myself busy" I say.
He walks towards me, as he drops his hands to his
