“Mmmmm, this is good. Thank you.” she said.I sat down across from her, picking up my cup. She was a beautiful woman, there was no denying it. Even... now, dressed only in jeans, a sweater, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, no makeup, she was stunning. She reminded me so much of Susan, in so many ways, I guess it’s why I fell in love with her so quickly. As we sat there drinking our coffee in silence, I could not help but wonder why things had turned out like they had. Two years later and I had. Furthermore, with their delivery of the package to its rightful owner, the firm's obligation to any involved party was now ended.The letter raised far more questions than it answered. Who wrote the diary and when? Who donated it to the museum and how were they related to me? What museum would not want an original document from probably the 19th century, and how could a diary possibly be 'inappropriate for either display or study'?The best place to start answering these questions it seemed was. It was just awkward. As much as Nicole liked Danni, she and Rob were at each other's throats all the time and Nicole was loath to be piggy in the middle. It seemed easier to just continue as they were and hide themselves away from the rest of the world.Besides, if Danni knew how things were, there was every possibility Lizzie would find out too since they all knew each other. So far, Lizzie had remained unaware of the fact Rob was seeing someone else. She continued to text and 'phone him. I asked he what she wantedfor her birthday and this is exactly what she wanted. I said it's reallydull and I wanted to buy her something more glamorous but she wouldn'thear of it. She said she had to have this plain stuff and that we shouldbe saving all the money we can for ... er ... for when we get married. SoI've no choice but to buy her this, James." I didn't know you were getting married - you've kept that quiet! I hopeshe wears something sexier than this under her wedding dress,".