#Chapter 85: Love notes

Having reached a truce over the weekend, Alexander and I settled back into our old routine for the week. It was, of course, not quite the same as before, but we were able to function as a couple again, sharing our life and spending our nights together peaceably. He followed through with his pledge to give me his time and attention whenever I was available. I went into the office early in the mornings in order to hold up my own end of the bargain, which was returning from work at a reasonable hour each evening for our dinner dates. Despite my lingering reservations about Alexander, I couldn’t deny that he was working hard to prove himself. Each day’s mail delivery at the office started arriving with a single white rose and a hand-written note. I enjoyed the flowers and often found myself absentmindedly sniffing their sweet scent and twirling the de-thorned stems between my fingers while I was reading reports and email. The cards were the more important part, though. Alexander’s