BERYL
Henry arrives as I pack my stuff to head home. He takes me into his arms and sniffs at my hair.
“Ready doll?” he asks.
“Yeah. Let's go!” I reply.
We walk to the elevator and step out in the basement parking. Today he's driving that Bugatti which always gives me goosebumps.
“How was your day?” he asks as he opens the passenger door.
“It was fine.” I reply.
“Did you hear from any reporters today?” he enquires.
“Yeah. One called but I didn't speak to him. I told the front desk to turn them away whenever they call.” I explain.
“That's okay dear.” he sighs. “However, we can't keep them in the darkness for long. They'll eventually figure out who you're after the engagement.”
I nod my head and sigh.
“I've given your measurements to Harriet.” he says and I turn to look at him and
