A new day has come and Abby still remained tucked under the covers. The sunlight gracefully spills on the covers. A noisome tick and tacking sound repeatedly hit on her bedroom window. Abby groans in her sleep in response to its annoyance. The sound grows louder and louder causing her to wake up abruptly.
The loud beeping sound of the alarm clock has been on repeat for the past thirty minutes. Abby and her husband, Sam, still remain on their bed, seduced by sleep.
The mysterious woman disappears in the crowd, nowhere to be seen. Abby begins her search on the dance floor, looking around for the woman. This game of "hide and seek" was another way of luring her into this unconscious love trap and Abby loved it. She loved every second of it.
The day went by quickly and Abby remained in her office studying every little detail about her client. This felt like a test Samantha put her up to. It was unusual that her boss put so much trust in her. I guess the real question on Abby's mind is—"Why didn't Samantha just convince her friend to purchase that house? It was her friend, right?"
The love between them has been a composition of sweet and sour over the years. Abby grew tolerable of it.