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A Beautiful Halloween (Katrina & David)

For those of you who are big fans of A Beautiful Struggle, I have a special treat for you all this halloween. I wrote this a while ago, but thought it was time to pull it out and dust it off. It’s a short story revolving around Trina and David getting ready for a Halloween party. Hint-they almost don’t make it! 😉

A Beautiful Halloween – David & Katrina.

By Lilliana Anderson



“Seriously Trina – a Halloween party? They know we’re in Australia. Right? Who here, celebrates Halloween?”

“Fun people. That’s who,” I point out, as I drag David through the door of the costume shop.

“Please tell me that we aren’t going as a lame couple dress up. I don’t think I could take that if we did,” he groans.

“Yes we are. But relax. We are going to look amazing. You are going to look amazing. So amazing in fact that when we get home I’m going to…” I lean close to his ear and whisper about all the delicious things I’d like to do to him, just envisioning him dressed up the way I want him.

“Whoa Trina,” he breathes, his voice sounding a little thicker than it did before. “That’s so not fair.”

“Well, sometimes a girl has to use all of her feminine charms to get her man to do what she wants,” I tell him with a wink.

The costume shop is surprisingly busy. David is right about people not really celebrating Halloween in Australia. It’s never been a big day on our holiday calendar, but I have noticed that over the last few years the stores are pushing it a lot more. I’m not sure that it will ever catch on, but at least kids can now go Trick or Treating without getting the door slammed in their face as the idea catches on.

I link my arm with David’s as we join the queue in front of the register. I ordered our costumes online the moment I knew we were going to this party. I spent my lunch time at work scouring couple costumes. I didn’t want to do anything too lame – like go as sailors or something. I wanted to do something fun. So I did a google search and ended up finding the perfect outfits.

His outfit isn’t really that risqué, but mine is – and I know he’s going to love it. Just wait and see.

Once we make it to the front of the line, I give the teenage boy my name and he goes and gets our costumes. Thankfully, they’re in black garment bags because I would hate for the suspense to be over already.

“Show me what it is,” David presses, as I walk ahead of him to the car. “Come on Trina. I should get to know what I’m going as.”

I keep my mouth shut until we get home and I hand him his costume bag. “Han Solo,” I tell him as I press the bag to his chest.

He takes it and laughs. “That’s hilarious. You find old Harrison Ford sexy huh?”

“David, every girl finds Han Solo sexy. It’s just the way it is,” I smile, giving him a wink as I head to the bathroom to start getting ready.

“So you’re going to be Princess Leia? Are you going to have those side buns just like she does?” he calls after me, I can hear the smile in his voice as he does.

“If you’re lucky,” I call over my shoulder, before shutting and locking the door.

As soon as I’m in there, it’s go time. I hang the bag on the back of the door and unzip it, sliding the material out of the bag and letting it hang in front of me. I can’t help but grin to myself, as I know that David’s eyes are going to pop out of his head the moment he sees me in this.

I didn’t get your typical Princess Leia costume, I got the slave bikini. You know that metal bikini, with the split skirt she’s wearing when Jaba the Hut has her as a prisoner? Yeah. That one. I’ll actually be lucky if we manage to leave the house – that man can be insatiable sometimes.

It takes a while for me to apply the bronzer over my body, get the hair piece in and put on the costume. I can hear David out in the living area, asking if I’m done yet. I can just imagine the grin on his face as he’s imagining me coming out in the big white dress and a side bun headband.

I look at myself in the mirror, and I have to admit that I’m looking pretty amazing as an enslaved Leia. Moving over to the door, I open it a fraction and call out to David.

“Close your eyes.”

“Come on Trina. Just come out. I already know what you’re going to look like,” he laughs, and I can tell he’s enjoying this whole charade.

“Just close them,” I repeat.

“Alright, alright. They’re closed.”

“Ok, I’m coming,” I announce, walking out of the bathroom to stand in front of him.

I have to admit, that he is looking mighty fine in his Han Solo costume. He’s wearing a white shirt, with a black vest, dark blue pants and a gun belt with a fake blaster in it. All topped off with a pair of boots. In my eyes – he looks even better than the real thing.

“Oh baby. You look amazing,” I tell him. “Are you ready to see me?”

“Only if you say that ‘help me Obiwan’ bit that she does,” he laughs.

“Wrong scene,” I say in a slight whisper.

“What do you mea–” he starts to say as he opens his eyes. He stops speaking however, as his mouth drops open and his eyes do exactly what I was hoping for – they practically bug out of his head.

“Do you like it?” I ask, as he slowly circles around me.

“Oh Trina. This… this is not what I expected at all,” he breathes, shaking his head slightly from side to side.

“Good though?”

“Amazing,” he whispers, now moving toward me with a predatory glint in his eye.

“Whoa, whoa David Taylor! What do you think you’re doing?” I laugh, holding my hands out in front of me and moving back as he approaches.

“I don’t think we can go to the party,” he murmurs. “You just too…”

“Too what?” I whisper, as I back up into the wall.

He presses himself against me, gazing directly into my eyes, his eyes dropping to my lips as his breathing quickens. “You’re just too fucking sexy,” he growls, taking my mouth in his.

As his hands start to roam, my insides come alive, and my body revels in his touch. I couldn’t say no to this man if I wanted to – my body wouldn’t let me. As I find myself melting against him, I know we aren’t leaving our apartment any time soon.

It’s still fashionable to be a little late to parties… isn’t it?



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A Beautiful Halloween – David and Katrina

Happy Halloween!!! Get on over to Reading Between the Wines to read about David and Katrina’s Halloween costumes! 

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October 31, 2013 · 9:16 pm

After Phoenix – An Interview with Paige and Elliot


Today, I’m very lucky to sit down with Paige and Elliot via Skype. They are sitting on the couch in the living room of their flat in Bondi, while their baby, Grace, is taking a nap. I am in my dining room in Melbourne.  I called them because I wanted to talk about how they’re feeling now that Phoenix: The Beauty and between has been released.

Me: Hi guys. Thanks so much for agreeing to talk with me today.

Paige & Elliot nod and tell me I’m welcome

Me: Phoenix, the book about Paige’s past has been out for a little over a week now. So far we’ve had a really great response to it. How are you feeling?

Paige: *Shifts slightly in her seat and looks briefly at Elliot, who smiles encouragingly*  To be honest, I’ve kind of been keeping my head down and pretending it’s not happening. I mean – I’m glad I told my story. It was really cathartic going back through my life and putting it all out there. But, it was also really difficult, and I needed a few extra therapy sessions and the constant support of my husband and lots and lots of hugs from Grace to get through it.

Me: What about you Elliot?

Elliot: I’m really proud actually. Paige did have a really hard time working with you through that book, and I’m in awe of her strength and determination. As horrible as everything that happened to her was, I think that she’s come out the other side of it all as an amazing woman… *Paige looks at Elliot and presses her lips together in a watery smile. I sit quietly and watch as he slips his arm around her shoulders and kisses her on top of her head. After a while their attention turns back to me.* Although, in saying all of that, I still want to hunt all of those guys down and beat the shit out of them for hurting my wife.

Me: I don’t blame you.

I have to ask Paige, have your parents looked at the book at all?

Paige: Um… I don’t think so. I don’t think my mother could actually face exactly what happened to me. She feels really guilty as it is, and it’s been a struggle for us just to get to the point where we speak to each other occasionally. Daniel, my father, doesn’t want to read it. Frankly, I’m glad they’re not reading it. They’re already hurting enough from what little they know.

And, as for the rest of my family – I still don’t have any contact with my brother and sister or my step father.

Me: You mentioned how difficult this process was for you. How do you think it’s affected your relationship?

Paige: I think it’s made us closer.

Elliot: Absolutely. Before we were married, Paige told me as much of her story as she could and she’s had a lot of therapy to help her deal with everything in her past. But going through it all in such detail made her very emotional. I needed to be there for her and make sure she felt loved unconditionally. It was a hard time for us, but in the end we’re even stronger than we were before.

Paige: Elliot was amazing during the process. He’s always been amazing though. Even though I had told him everything I’d done. I still had this worry that when he found out the exact details that he’d reject me. There wasn’t a single moment where I felt judged by him, and he didn’t make me feel pitied either. He just… understood me. Supported me. I don’t think I would have gotten through it without him.

*I can actually feel the love that radiates off this couple. At this moment, I feel as though I should leave the room and give them a moment. But I don’t. We have an interview to finish.*

Me: What changed your mind about therapy? You were always so against it while you were recovering originally.

Paige: When I first went into recovery, I couldn’t stand to think about my past anymore. I think I needed to cut myself off and focus all of my energy on having a future just so I could function every day.

But, when I found out I was pregnant with Grace, they asked me questions about my past to assess my risk of getting pre or post natal depression. Obviously, I was flagged as a risk and offered counselling.

I decided to do counselling properly this time. I wanted to make sure that I would be the best mother for my baby. I didn’t want to even risk having something happen because I wasn’t mentally sound.

Plus, I guess it was just time to talk about it. I’d kept it all inside me for so long. It was time to let it out.

Me: Is that part of the reason you agreed to this book?

Paige: Yeah, it is. I spoke to my therapist about it, and she thought it would be a great way to expunge all of the hurt and anger I still had inside me and she was right. When we finished I felt as though I’d become a little lighter. I didn’t have such a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach anymore.

Me: I’m glad it’s helped in some way. Although, I am sorry that I dragged you back through your past again – I feel a bit bad for doing that.

Paige: There’s no need. I think it was actually really important for me that I went through it all again. That way I could look at it with adult eyes and adult understanding and move on.

I’m glad people are reading it and liking it though, I read some of the reviews. It makes me feel better that they’re understanding me more now.

Me: If there was one thing that you could say to everyone out there. What would it be?

Elliot: Don’t judge.

Paige: *laughs slightly* Yes, don’t judge people based on their past – it can’t be undone. But mainly, I want people to know that there’s always hope. Even when it seems like you have nothing left – there’s always hope.

Me: So true. Well, that’s it for now. Thank you both so much for speaking with me today. I, and I’m sure my readers, really appreciate it.  Give Grace a hug for me when she wakes up from her nap. Oh, and let Naomi know I’ll be following her around as of tomorrow.

Paige and Elliot: *Smiling* Will do! Thanks for the chat. We’ll talk to you soon.

*At this point we all wave and disconnect from Skype. I have to exit the ‘Beautiful World’ and re-enter the world that is my reality*



And I’m back!!!  Hope you enjoyed talking with Paige and Elliot! I’m sure I’ll feel the need to talk to them again at some point in the near future (I miss my characters once the books are finished)

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Pick Katrina’s Wedding Dress (Guest Post – David)

Lilliana has been kind enough to let me take over her blog again today so I can ask for your help.

To cut a long story short, I have taken over the wedding and I’m planning everything – including picking the wedding dress. It all has to be a surprise.

Recently, you all sent in photos of wedding dresses you think will look really great on Trina. Here’s a jumbled up pic of all of them so you can see what I’ve been choosing from.

wedding dresses

It’s been really hard to choose just four because I know that Trina would look gorgeous in any of them, but after careful deliberation, I have selected these ones.

Option ONE


Option 2


Option 3


Option 4


I just want to say a big thank you to everyone for sending in pictures. I really wanted to say ‘all of them!’ but Lilliana said I could only choose four.

The four ladies who sent the selected photos in are in the running to win a signed copy of Commitment as well as their name in the dedications for choosing the winning wedding dress. And of course, they will have mine and Trina’s undying gratitude.

What’s in it for you? Well, pick your favourite by voting in the poll below, and when you’re finished leave a short note in the comments sections. One lucky voter will also win a signed print copy of Commitment.

Good luck!


Winners will be announced on Friday August 30 at 10pm EDT


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David’s Beautiful Struggle

Today is the official launch day of Too Close: The Beauty in Between, so it is now available to purchase on the iBookstore, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Kobo

And to help celebrate the release of his story, David has kindly agreed to post on my blog about his side of the story in A Beautiful Struggle.

Welcome David!!

David: Um, yeah, thanks. Where did you get that photo? Have you been advertising my chest everywhere?

Lilliana: What? Oh, ignore that *laughs nervously* It’s just something I had laying about…

David: Okay…well, hi everyone out there. This is the first blog post I’ve ever done, so bear with me. I’m a little nervous.

Lilliana asked me to talk a bit about what life was like for me after Trina’s accident and while she was dating Elliot. It wasn’t the most favourite part of my life so far, but here goes…

After Trina was released from hospital, I spent as much time with her as possible. I was there to try and cheer her up, to help her catch up on uni work – anything she needed. I wanted to be around her, I wanted to show her that she was still the same person to me.

The attack changed her though, she spent a lot of time being angry, and she directed a lot of it toward her mother. Mrs Mahoney was just trying to be positive. Although, she went about it the wrong way, insisting that Katrina just needed to get out of the house and go and meet new people to put the whole ‘Christopher episode’ behind her.

This however, prompted Katrina to think about my behaviour since the accident.

“David?” she asked about a month after the attack, when we were lying about in her family’s rumpus room watching a movie.

I reached over and grabbed the remote, hitting the pause button before I turned my attention towards her. “What’s up?”

“You can go out you know.”

“Yeah baby girl, I know that,” I smiled, sitting up properly and facing her. “I just don’t want to right now.”

She sighed and adjusted herself on the couch so she was facing me as well. “Do you remember the conversation we had in the hospital? I said I wanted things to be normal.”

“I remember Trina. How am I not acting normal?”

“Well, you’re not flirting with the girls at uni anymore. You’re not going out and being your usual man-whorish self. I feel like I’m stopping you from living your life, and I don’t want that.”

“Trina, it’s fine. I don’t want to go out right now. I want to hang out with you.”

“David, please don’t take this the wrong way but, I want you to go out.”

“Maybe I don’t want to go out unless you’re going out too,” I said with a shrug of my shoulders, while I fingered the play button on the remote. I wanted this conversation over.

“I don’t need you to babysit me. I’m not going to go all depressed if I’m on my own for a few hours. Go out, have fun, pick up girls. I want normal David – you partying and being a ginormous flirt is normal. Please don’t change your life, or it will be like Christopher wins.”

“What about you? Staying home isn’t normal for you.”

“I know that. I’m going to start training again. I’ll focus on uni and training. I think that’s enough for now. I’m not ready for the whole party scene, but when I am, you’ll be the first to know ok?”

“Alright Trina, I’ll go out more. No problem,” I said, hitting play to focus on the movie.

“You’re upset,” she stated.

I hit pause again. “I’m fine. I said I’ll go out more and give you time to yourself. It’s fine ok – can we watch the movie please?”

“Ok… I’m not trying to be mean David. I’m just trying to get my life back.”

“I understand Trina. Really, I do,” I told her, hitting play again.

The truth was – I didn’t understand. I didn’t want to go out and hook up with girls anymore. The moment I realised how in love with Katrina I was, was the moment I stopped sleeping around. I would rather spend the rest of my life watching movies with her, than spend a night at a bar, picking up some drunk girl to screw. That just wasn’t me anymore.

When I went home that night I spoke to my mum about it, she was the only person in the world who knew how I felt about Katrina.

“You know, you can always just go out and not pick up. Plenty of people do that you know.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Or you could just come home. Spending the night with your mum wouldn’t be the end of the world would it?” she suggested.

“No Ma, that wouldn’t be a bad thing at all.”

So that’s what I did, occasionally I went out to the uni bar and hung out with a few of the guys. Of course they noticed that I wasn’t picking up, but I just shrugged it off and alluded to having an arrangement with someone like I did with Monica.

Of course, the girl I went home to was my mother. We had started reading a new series together, so I spent a lot of time transported to a realm filled with dragons, elves and other magical creatures.

I entered into a bit of a routine, going to visit Trina early in the evening and then heading off to the uni bar later. I avoided night clubs because they weren’t any fun if I wasn’t dancing, and I only wanted to dance with one girl.

She seemed to be a lot happier training, and was glad that I was going out again. We’d always had the rule that we didn’t ask questions about relationships, so while Katrina assumed that I was seeing other girls, I said nothing to confirm or deny anything.

Half way through our second year of uni, I started to think it would be a good idea to get an entry level job in a law firm to help secure a junior solicitors role when my degree was done. I told Trina of my plan and she decided it would be a good thing for her too.

I was lucky, and I got the first job I went for as a filing clerk. I started work straight away and even went out a couple of times with some of the other juniors around my age.

When Trina got her first interview, I took her in and showed her where she needed to go. Neither of us had spent much time in the business part of the city before, so it had taken me a while to figure out my way around the streets.

I showed her the building I worked in too, it was my day off but we went up so I could introduce her to some of the new people I’d met. I wanted to share my world with her.

One of the guys I work with was kind enough to tell Katrina that I’d gotten caught in the filing room with the receptionist, during one of the Friday night drinks. Admittedly, yes that did happen, but it didn’t happen the way everyone thought – I never slept with her.

I still had some work to do and I was in there, finishing up, before heading over to the conference room for drinks. Ella, the receptionist, was a 19 year old girl with a body to die for, she was really nice and I got along with her really well. Obviously though, she took my attentions the wrong way and came to find me.

For a while we were talking and then she started to move closer. I realised what was happening and tried to steer the conversation toward more neutral topics. But, when I bent down to put a file on a low shelf, she took the opportunity to kiss me, which of course is when we got busted.

While I’m sure that the partners and solicitors in the firm were all very professional, the support staff were not. The majority of us were aged between eighteen and twenty-five, and that led to quite a lot of gossip spreading around the office.

It was like being in high school again, but this time I just laughed it off. They could think what they wanted. I told them nothing happened, but they didn’t care. They saw her kissing me, so that was all the confirmation they needed.

Katrina laughed about it and just said it was ‘typical David’. It wasn’t until a couple of weeks later when she’d started work at another law firm that I realised that she actually thought I’d slept with the girl.

I should have corrected her but I didn’t, I was just so happy to be spending time with her. It was the end of her first week of work and she’d agreed to go out clubbing with me to celebrate. Also on the upside I noticed her perving on a guy from her work, so I knew that her interest in men was returning. Things were looking more positive for me.

We went out with a bunch of people from her work to this bar in Darling Harbour called Pontoon. It was there that everything turned to total shit. She started hooking up with this Irish guy on the dance floor, but when he went to kiss her, she took off outside.

I fought through the crowd to get to her and when I finally made it outside she was fucking making out with this huge muscled guy from her work. I was like – fuck my life! – as I stood there, open mouthed watching her practically dry humping him on the wharf.

A few moments later a couple of the others made it out too, and the Irish guy called out to her, shocking her and the guy, Elliot, and causing her to flee.

Elliot started to give chase but I yelled, “No. I’ll go!” and ran after her myself.

When I caught up to her, she was a wreck. I did my best to be a good friend and be understanding of what she was going through, but when Elliot came and spoke to her, I couldn’t stop myself from seething inside.

I waited – I’d waited so long for her and some other guy had her – again.

When I got home that night, I was in a foul mood. My mum had been waiting up and was obviously hoping that things had gone well with Katrina and I. So when I told her about what happened, she was really upset for me.

“Well, maybe it’s just a passing fancy?” she said to me.

“I hope so mum. I fucking hope so.”

Katrina’s work had a no dating policy. So she decided to back off pursuing anything with Elliot after they’d gotten dragged into the manager’s office and questioned about Friday night. It seemed as though someone had dobbed them in – secretly, I was elated.

So, we started going out, and it was just me and her. We would drink and dance and have a great time. But there was still a slight stand offish-ness whenever I got too close to her. I felt that she still wasn’t really ready for a relationship, or at least she wasn’t ready to hear how I felt anyway. Although, perhaps I was just scared myself and stalling.

About a month later, we went out with her friends from work to Pontoon again. I met her at her work and we had a few drinks there to start off with, before walking there together as a group.

I don’t know what the hell it is about that place, but off she went again, dancing with that Irish guy. Only this time, I could tell she was leading him on. I was really pissed off with her, so when she took off outside with him, I started to accept the attentions of another girl she worked with called Beth. We went for a walk and started talking.

Beth had this major crush on Elliot, who was actually her boss. She told me that I should watch out for Katrina around him, he had a thing about bedding all the pretty new girls. She said he’d done it with her too and I grew really concerned.

When we got back, I couldn’t find Trina anywhere. I freaked out thinking she’d gone home with Irish, but when I saw him there alone I immediately questioned him.

“She couldn’t find you mate. We looked everywhere. So I ended up taking her to meet up with someone so she didn’t have to catch the train home alone.” He leaned in close to whisper. “I promised not to say anything to the people she works with, but since you’re her best friend, I think it’s safe to tell you. She went with that guy we caught her with last time you two came out with us,” he said.

“Are you serious?! Why the fuck didn’t she wait?!”

“She tried calling you, but you weren’t answering.”

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw that the battery had died. “Fuck!” I yelled, getting the attention of Beth again, she suggested that I went home with her instead.

“I’ve barely had a couple of drinks. Catch the train home with me to keep me safe, and then I’ll drive you to your place.”

I agreed and on the train ride and the drive home, Beth and I kind of came to an understanding. I think the fact that we were both the people on the outside of what was happening with Elliot and Katrina, it caused us to have some sort of bond. Misery loves company, so they say, and nothing fights off misery like sex.

We did it in the back seat of her car in the parking lot of Penrith station, where she’d taken me to pick up my car.

Afterwards I felt like I’d done something horribly wrong. But in the end, it didn’t matter. Katrina had moved on. She’d move on with Elliot.

After that night, I started dating Beth, and started fighting with Trina. I just couldn’t stand to be around another of her relationships again. I was angry that it wasn’t me. I was angry that she didn’t seem to get how much I cared about her – how could she not see that I loved her? How could she not feel the same?

Eventually Elliot came to see me, and told me how upset she was that I wasn’t speaking to her. He assured me that he wasn’t going to be an obstacle in our friendship, and when I reminded him about the way he acted when he first met me, he laughed it off and said that he just wasn’t expecting that I was a guy – it kind of threw him off a bit.

I went to see Trina and tell her that Elliot had come to see me, and that I was willing to try and fix things between us. I tried to tell her then how I felt, but it all came out wrong. I just bumbled my way around the truth and told her that I couldn’t handle seeing her with anyone because of what happened with Christopher – it changed things. But she didn’t get what I was trying to tell her, so I gave up and left again, completely disheartened.

I continued seeing Beth, it was the first time I had actually dated someone and it was alright. I wasn’t as horrible at that boyfriend stuff as I thought I would be. We worked because she was angry at Elliot, and I was angry at Katrina. Together, we found comfort for a few weeks.

When Trina and Elliot broke up, I did my best to stay away. I didn’t want to go running back to her this time. Especially when I was at the point where I felt that there was little hope for us as a couple – I obviously wasn’t her type. I couldn’t compete with those big guys she went for. That just wasn’t me.

Although, my resolve was completely shattered the moment I ran into her when I was meeting Beth for lunch. She had come down in the elevators on her own and was such a huge ball of emotion, that when I tried to see if she was ok, she lashed out at me, insisting that I didn’t care enough about her. It was the opposite though – I cared too much. I cared way more than she knew.

When Beth came down, I told her I couldn’t see her anymore. I knew I wasn’t being fair to her.

“You’re breaking up with me? I thought we understood each other?” she said.

“I’m sorry Beth. You know how I feel about Katrina,” I tried to explain.

“That’s just great. I love how she gets everyone and I end up with nobody.”

“I’m sorry.” What else could I say?

She stomped off out the doors without a backward glance. Besides feeling bad for dumping her, I was glad it was over. Neither of us were really that into each other. It was all about having someone so we weren’t left out for a change. It was ok, but she didn’t fit me like Katrina did.

I decided that night that I was going to go and see Katrina and tell her once and for all how I felt about her, and blow the consequences. If she didn’t feel the same way, then so be it, I wouldn’t be any worse off than I was right then.

When I went to her house, her mother told me that she was out at the local Irish pub, I drove over and found her there talking to Christopher – I couldn’t believe my eyes, she was talking to the scumbag who beat her up! All I could think was What the fuck? as I walked up to her and tried to get her to come with me so we could talk.

Of course, Christopher had to get in my face, and I had no reason to be nice to him anymore, so I called him a few choice names and once again, he punched me. I don’t know why, but for some reason, as his fist kept hitting into me, I started laughing.

I don’t know what happened, but somehow, he was hauled off me and Trina was by my side, looking all concerned and saying sweet things to me.

She was visibly upset about what had happened and while we were sitting in the emergency room waiting to get some scans done, I told her how I felt.

After eleven years of friendship, I told her that I loved her. Miraculously, she loved me too.

Finally, I had my girl, and this time – it was forever.

David: Where did that song come from?

Lilliana: Oh, I added it. I thought it suited you and Katrina. Did you like it?

David: It’s a bit sappy, but yeah, I liked it. I’ll show it to Trina when I get home.

Lilliana: I hope she likes it too! Thanks so much for being on my blog today David, and thank you so much for letting me into your world with Too Close. We knew you in A Beautiful Struggle, but it’s been great to spend time with you.

David: It’s no trouble. Thanks for having me.

Lilliana: Any time David! mwah!

Ryan-Kwanten wet

David: Hang on. What? Where are these photos coming from?

Lilliana: Huh? Didn’t you know I had this one? It’s from when you and Trina had that water fight. Remember?

David: Yeah, but, I don’t remember any photos being taken…

Lilliana: Well! Thanks again for being on the blog David! Maybe you’d like to come back some other time! Bye for now! *pushes him out, closes door and locks it* Hmmm… Just one more I think…


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