Chapter Seven | Opening Up

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Sage's POV:

I woke up and went into the bathroom to find a pile of clothes sitting near the sink. I looked at them and saw there was a green colored sweater and a pair of gray sweatpants. When I changed into them I couldn't help but notice that they smelled like Daniel. His scent is so comforting and the fact the clothes were soft as well as oversized just made them even more cozy. When I was finished I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. He was making us breakfast, so I went ahead and got myself a cup of coffee. I turned around to find him looking at me with an adorable smile on his face. "What?" I asked with slightly furrowed brows. "You look so cute in my clothes." He said as he awkwardly ran a hand through his hair. I felt myself blush and butterflies fluttered inside of my stomach. I wasn't sure what to say, so I just smiled. After sitting my coffee cup on the table I walked over and gave him a hug, wrapping my arms around his torso. He hugged me back and left a sweet kiss on the top of my head.

"What's for breakfast?" I asked him curiously, especially since I didn't smell any eggs or bacon being cooked. "Waffles." He replied as we broke the hug. "They smell really good." I said. "I know, I'm so hungry." He said with a little laugh. To be honest I was pretty hungry as well. When the food was done we walked over to the table and started eating. He had some fresh fruit cup up, so I put some that on top of my golden brown waffle as well as a little maple syrup. We made small talk as we enjoyed our delicious breakfast. I wondered if it would be a good idea to introduce Daniel to Ash and Jay. The only think that worried me is the fact that we were living in his murdered fiancée's grandfather's home. 'Would going there trigger some kind of bad memory, or would it trigger good memories that end up making him sad?' I thought as I took a drink of coffee. "What are you thinking about?" His pleasantly sounding voice caught my attention. I hadn't realized that I was basically staring at a random wall and felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, sorry. I was just wondering if you'd like to meet my friends. I'm sure they'd love to get to know you." I said with a small smile.

"Well... I'd love to meet them, but..." He said, trailing off. "But what?" I asked him with slightly furrowed brows. "Do... um... do they believe what everyone else says about me? I'm sure someone by now has told them to stay away from me." He said with a sad look in his big brown eyes. "They're kinda like me in the sense that they prefer to form opinions of their own." I said. A small smile spread across his face before he agreed to meeting Ash and Jay. So after we ate I gave them a call to see how they felt about the whole idea. Deep down I hoped they'd be okay with it. Especially since I felt like Daniel needed as many friends as he could get, as long as they love care about him. "Are you sure you want to bring him here? It might be triggering for him." Ash said on the other end of the phone. "He knows where we live. I think, I mean it was the only house for sell in the whole town." I replied. We really couldn't tell him that the house belonged to his fiancée's grandfather or he'd know something was up. "If he doesn't want to be in the house we can always have a cook out even if it is a little chilly outside." I heard Jay say in the background and figured that was a good idea. It wasn't like we could go out to a restaurant together.

If we went anywhere everyone would treat him like garbage; they'd probably try to get us to leave him or something too. And then if we chose to stick around him they'd stop trusting us as well. When I got off of the phone with them I walked into the living room. Daniel was watching the news when I sat down on the couch next to him. "Hey, my friend said they'd like to meet you." I said with a small smile. "That's great. Are we going over today?" He asked. I told him yes but we didn't have to be there until three o'clock or so. The two of us sat next to the warm fireplace and watched tv for a while. Then we just talked. We shared funny stories about our lives just to get to know each other a little more. There was so much I wanted to know about him and I'm sure he felt the same way with me. Hearing him laugh was the most beautiful think; you couldn't help but to smile. Seeing him happy made my insides feel so warm and fuzzy. We left the house right after we had lunch since it was a long drive from his place to mine. He made sure I had everything packed, which I thought was very sweet. I forgot that I drove up there so we took separate cars; he followed me the whole way there.

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