Sorry if this disappoints you, but I've decided to skip the honeymoon.. Well basically they've had a good time in the Seychelles but Carla felt slightly awkward being completely alone with Frank. Set a few months after the honeymoon, so I'm basically setting it around the start of November.
The next few weeks were a blur. There wasn't a moment of peace, the factory was chaotic and Underworld's business was doing brilliantly. Almost every day was the same routine, Carla and Frank going to work, having a meeting with potential clients, bossing the factory lot about, then setting off home for dinner and just relax, though Frank would treat Carla ever so often, bringing her to The Bistro for the occasional lunch break or for some dinner.
To Carla, the routine was actually good for her. She had no time to waste by filling her body with the poisonous substances it still craved, so much. Even though almost every day was hectic, she had Frank by her side. Her husband. She suddenly felt a slight pang of guilt she'd been suppressing since the Honeymoon. Sure she'd enjoyed the lavish beach villa, dinner every night in the most expensive restaurants, but she'd felt uncomfortable. She hated feeling like that, she was with her husband. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness, wishing that it was Peter by her side. She knew it was wishful thinking, but her feelings for the bookie were still as strong as before, though Carla had developed some sort of a love for Frank, however weak.
"Carla love?" Frank's voice called out, echoing in the vast house.
"In 'ere," Carla replied, getting up from the white leather couch in the lounge.
"We're going for dinner tonight, That nice Italian out in town," Frank grinned, loving the way he could treat his wife to everything a girl wanted. No needed.
"Oh lovely, love that Italian!" Carla smiled, realising Frank had actually paid attention to her ramblings-on regarding a business meeting in a lovely Italian restaurant situated in the quite part of town.
"Well I've invited some guests.. Hope you don't mind!"
"Oh yeah? Who's joining us then?" Carla wondered, not knowing that she would soon be in a totally awkward situation.
"Leanne and Peter.. Peter was taking her out anyways, to cheer her up. They've gotten some bad news, so I'd offered for them to join us.. Might help to talk, y'know?" Frank explained, hoping his wife would comply to his arrangement.
"Oh.. well I'm sure we could cheer 'er up, eh Frankie?" Carla smiled, albeit a fake smile. She knew this plan of dinner with the man she loved and his wife wasn't particularly a great idea.
"Well, we leave in an hour.. Best get ready, eh?" Frank said, before heading upstairs to get ready.
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