• Wedding Invite

Renée was a bit preoccupied and lost in thought. She turned on the bed but couldn't seem to find the right position that would allow her sleep.

The text was keeping her up. She paced around in her room restlessly. Driven by thirst, she eventually made her way out towards the kitchen.

She turned on the lights and then went to the fridge and opened it to bring out the job of cold water. She was pouring herself a glass when Elizabeth walked in.

“Can't seem to get some sleep?” Elizabeth's voice startled her, causing her to spill a bit of water on the kitchen island.

Seeing this, Elizabeth quickly grabbed a napkin. “Sorry if I scared you,” she said.

“Oh no, it's okay.” Renée tried to collect the napkin to clean up the mess herself but Elizabeth didn't let her.

“It's fine I got this. What seems to be keeping you up at this time?”

She grabbed the cup and drank some water. “I'm just thinking about something. It's nothing.”

Elizabeth smiled, so tell me what is it? Is it something? Or nothi