CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY FOUR – A RUINED DATE

Charlotte stood in front of the mirror, smoothing down her emerald green dress. Her heart fluttered with anticipation for her date with Richard. Despite the recent troubles at the pub, she was determined to enjoy this evening. A soft knock at the door made her turn. Linda poked her head in, grinning. "Your prince charming is here," she teased. "And he's looking particularly dashing tonight." Charlotte laughed, grabbing her purse. "Thanks for letting me get ready here, Linda. I just... I didn't want to be alone in my flat." Linda's expression softened. "Of course. That's what friends are for. Now go, have fun!" Charlotte descended the stairs to find Richard waiting, looking handsome in a tailored suit. His eyes lit up as he saw her. "Charlotte," he breathed, taking her hand. "You look absolutely stunning." She blushed, squeezing his hand. "You're not so bad yourself. So, where are we going?" Richard's eyes twinkled mischievously. "It's a surprise. But I promise you'll love it."