Chapter 11 - Invitation

In my head now, only thoughts of Peter's story about Will. Not part of the sad and tragic story. But the part where Peter says his full name.

"He's Mr. Emen's son?" I thought squinting and holding my chin.

"Then that means the child you mean is Peter?" I'm still thinking about the tall young man with a sweet sitting position facing the large mirror that is firmly attached to the wall.

Then I pushed those thoughts away and went back to thinking about the true feelings in my heart. That is the feeling of love that I have placed on one of the young men between Will and Peter.

“Of course the name in my heart is only Will! Yes!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm and vigor. Inadvertently my hands clenched into fists and my brows furrowed in confidence.

Suddenly I heard someone knocking on the bedroom door, interrupting my thoughts, "Who?" I asked a little loudly without looking at the door.

"Me, lady.&n