Marcus's POVAll eyes were fixed on us, waiting for a response.I sensed Lillian's hands growing cold, so I gently squeezed them and looked into her eyes."It's okay," I reassured her, then shifted my gaze to Gabriel."We just went for a morning stroll, Vice President Montgomery," I said, meeting Alexander's gaze head-on.Anger flashed in his eyes, and I could tell that if we were alone, he would have already thrown a punch at me.After a moment, he took a deep breath and nodded.He patted my shoulder, gripping it tightly, but I refused to show any emotion."Next time, please inform us. You had us all worried," he said, chuckling, and then addressed everyone."Let's go, everyone. It's getting hot. Let's start moving," he said, turning his attention back to us before walking away."Get yourselves ready. We'll be leaving in a few minutes," he added, then joined the crowd.Once they were all gone, I turned to Lillian, who still appeared scared."Are you okay?" I asked, looking into her e
Lillian's POVMorning arrived, and before we leave the village we handed goods that can last for a week.I also gave school supplies to the children, hoping to inspire them to continue their education."Will you come back, Ms Lillian?" they asked, their eyes filled with sadness.Bending down to their level, I nodded and smiled reassuringly. "I will, and when I return, I'll bring toys," I promised."Promise?" they chorused, making me laugh."Promise," I affirmed, opening my arms wide."Can I get a hug before I go?" I requested, and they eagerly obliged.We shared a group hug, and I couldn't help but chuckle as their little arms enveloped me. We lingered in that embrace before I stood up."I will miss you. Be good to your parents, okay?" I urged, and they nodded politely.As I walked towards the waiting car where Marcus was, I waved goodbye to the children. "Let's go?" Marcus asked when I stepped inside the car.Smiling, I nodded and replied, "Yeah," signalling to the driver that we w
Marcus's POVWe stood frozen, our hearts pounding, as Martha stood at the door, her eyes widening in shock.Lillian finally realized how close we were and hastily pushed me away, standing up to face Martha.She let out an awkward laugh and nervously played with her fingers."I'll just get your laundry," Martha said, then walked towards the bathroom.As Martha disappeared into the bathroom, panic filled Lillian's eyes."Shit! What should we do?" she exclaimed, clueless about how to handle the situation."Just relax," I reassured her, attempting to calm her down."How can I relax—" she began, but her words were cut off when Martha stepped out from the bathroom, carrying her laundry."Your father will be back before dinner," she informed us, walking towards the door. Before stepping out, she glanced at me once more."Marcus," she called, prompting me to look at her, anticipating her words."Make sure to leave this room before they come back," she said, then left the room."She didn't get
Lillian's POVMy hands grew cold as I stood in front of my father, with Victoria and Martha watching me closely as if they knew what I had done."What is it, Dad?" I asked, attempting to hide my nervousness, but failing as my voice stuttered."Let's talk inside your room," he suggested, taking a step forward to enter. I instinctively blocked the doorway with my body, refusing to let him in.Confusion furrowed my father's brows as he looked at me. "Are you hiding something?" he asked, his gaze fixed upon me.I shook my head nervously and forced a laugh. "It's just that... my room is a bit messy," I stammered.My father scrutinized me, his gaze lingering on my face. Each passing second felt like an eternity, and I struggled to catch my breath. Finally, he nodded, and the weight on my chest lifted."Let's talk in my office then," he suggested, turning away. Martha and Victoria remained rooted to the spot, their eyes fixed on me. I flashed a nervous smile and slowly closed my bedroom d
Lillian's POVMy hands grew cold as I stood in front of my father, with Victoria and Martha watching me closely as if they knew what I had done."What is it, Dad?" I asked, attempting to hide my nervousness, but failing as my voice stuttered."Let's talk inside your room," he suggested, taking a step forward to enter. I instinctively blocked the doorway with my body, refusing to let him in.Confusion furrowed my father's brows as he looked at me. "Are you hiding something?" he asked, his gaze fixed upon me.I shook my head nervously and forced a laugh. "It's just that... my room is a bit messy," I stammered.My father scrutinized me, his gaze lingering on my face. Each passing second felt like an eternity, and I struggled to catch my breath. Finally, he nodded, and the weight on my chest lifted."Let's talk in my office then," he suggested, turning away. Martha and Victoria remained rooted to the spot, their eyes fixed on me. I flashed a nervous smile and slowly closed my bedroom d
Marcus's POVI gazed at her face, pulling her into a tight embrace, unwilling to let her go. The fear inside me lingered, despite her reassurances."It's okay," she said, laughing softly as she broke free from my hug.Lillian cupped my face once again and met my eyes directly."I'll fly to London every weekend," I said, and her laughter subsided, realizing I was serious."You would do that?" she asked, disbelief etched on her face.Without hesitation, I nodded."Even if it's over eight hours of travel,?" she asked, but I simply smiled and held her hand that cradled my face."I'll visit you every weekend," I asserted, and her smile bloomed."I'll wait for you," she said.Silence enveloped us. We contented ourselves with gazing at each other until I could bear it no longer. I gently held her face and claimed her lips once again.Our kiss lasted only a few seconds, and when we broke apart, we were both breathless. I studied her face, etching every feature into my memory."I love you, Lil
Lillian's POVThe next morning, I woke up earlier than usual and decided to help Martha prepare breakfast.Martha let out a sigh when she saw me entering the kitchen."I'll help you with breakfast," I said, a wide smile adorning my face.Rolling her eyes, she handed me a bowl of eggs, and I began beating them.Leaning against the corner, I observed Martha as she cooked pancakes on the pan."Martha, would you like to come with me to London?" I asked. She furrowed her eyebrows upon hearing my question."For a vacation?" she asked. I shook my head, smiling."I got accepted into the University of the Arts London," I revealed. A huge smile appeared on Martha's lips, and she pulled me into a tight hug. I held onto the bowl tightly, preventing it from slipping from my hands."Sorry," she said, her smile brightening her face.Martha knew how much I longed to attend that school, but my dad never allowed it. He wanted to keep me by his side but keeping his name clean is important so sending me
Lillian's POVI could feel their eyes on me, but I continued to smile, refusing to appear miserable in their presence. Concealing my true feelings was something I excelled at, so this is just a piece of cake."I'm sorry to keep you all waiting," Olivia finally arrived, and I almost wanted to hug her for saving me from this awkward and unpleasant situation.Olivia walked over to me, planting a kiss on my cheek. She also greeted Alice and then Victoria."Your gowns are here," she announced, leading us to a room. As she opened the door, exquisite-looking gowns were displayed on mannequins."It looks beautiful, Olivia," Victoria expressed her satisfaction. While Victoria was engrossed in conversation with Olivia, Alice pulled me into a corner.She looked directly into my eyes, releasing a deep breath. Holding my hand, she smiled at me."What happened between Marcus and me is all in the past. We were kids back then," she reassured me."You don't owe me an explanation, Alice," I replied,
Lillian's POVMy memories are still blurry but one thing remains clear.My feelings for him.I know that I love him. My heart feels happy whenever I am with him.I can't remember some memories I have with him but that won't stop me from marrying this man.When the door of the art gallery opened I felt my heart beating loudly against my chest.My hands went cold so I held the bouquet tightly trying to find some strength and ease the nervousness that I was feeling.I roamed my eyes around.I saw art hanging on the wall and everything looked familiar to me but I can't tell when I exactly saw it or what particular memory it holds.As I took a step forward all eyes were on me. People who are close to us are watching my step closely and it made me even more nervous so I fixated my gaze on him...to the man who can calm my storm.He smiled at me but he wiped something on the corner of his eyes as if he was crying.Seeing him cry made the corner of my eyes water as well but I suppressed it so
Marcus's POVI felt my heart swell in happiness as I wrapped them in my arms.The emptiness that I had been trying to battle for a year was now gone.Everything feels complete again.She's finally here.She came back just like what she promised."I told Daddy, Mommy will come back just like what she promised,"A soft chuckle escaped my lips when I heard Amari utter those words.We broke off the hug and my gaze drifted on Lillian again.She's smiling genuinely. A kind of smile that reaches her eyes indicating that she is truly happy."Thank you for not giving up," she uttered.My hand reached for her face and gently caressed her cheeks.I still can't believe it.It feels like a dream seeing her stand in front of me looking at me with her eyes filled with love and happiness."Thank you for coming back," I whispered as my hands gently caressed her cheeks.She leaned her face on my palm and closed her eyes as she found comfort in the warmth of my hand.She looks peaceful to watch.I alway
Lillian's POVI saw happiness glistening in his eyes as he looked at me.He looked happy when I told him about the glimpse of memory that I had but I wasn't sure if it was mine or if my mind was playing tricks on me.I was confused if I was Lillian or if I was just forcing myself to believe that I was Lillian just to fill the memories that I had lost.Up until now I still can't remember anything and it frustrates me.I am slowly doubting my parents wondering if they are telling the truth or making me believe in lies.But why would they do that? Why would they lie to me?Why am I doubting them just because of this man in front of me whom I barely knew?His happiness was replaced by confusion when I fell silent.He was about to hold my hand but I hid it behind me afraid that if he touched me I might feel something again.Pain crossed his eyes when I refused to be touched by him."What's wrong?" he asked pain filling his voice.I shook my head and avoided his gaze. I focused my eyes in f
Marcus's POVI finished my work early so I headed home.I searched the house to look for the kids until I heard giggles coming from the garden.I followed the laughter and there I saw Amari sitting on a small chair while painting a flower on the canvas while Augustus was on his stroller playing with his toy.My gaze then shifted to Isabelle.She's smiling while putting some colours on the canvas.She's painting the same sunset that she ruined.Her every stroke reminds me of Lillian.I was taken back to that moment when I watched Lillian draw the sunset.The way she put colour on the canvas is the same way Lillian coloured the sky.I watched her every moment intently and as I watched how she mixed different colors I felt my heart ache.She's Lillian.I am sure she's Lillian but why is she lying to us?Why is she hiding in the name of Isabelle?Does she forget about us?Or maybe I am just being drowned in longing once again making myself believe that Lillian is still alive?Maybe I am j
Isabelle's POVMy heart started to race.When I stepped inside the cab I held my chest tightly and let out heavy breaths, panting as if I came from a long run.After giving my address to the driver I leaned my head against the window and focused my attention outside.Why am I acting this way?Why did my heart race when he kissed me?"Maam we are already here,"I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the driver speak.I immediately handed my fare and stepped out of the cab.I stared at the house standing in front of me.It was a white house just enough for a small family.I grew up here they said but this place doesn't feel familiar.I can't remember any memories I have in this house. Even fragments.It's been a year since the accident happened but I still can't remember anything.They are telling me stories but it doesn't ring a bell. I can't find it inside me, the memories they telling.I let out a deep breath and walked towards our house.The moment I stepped inside I heard my
Marcus's POVI can't look away.I am having a hard time processing everything.She looks exactly like Lillian.Her hair is a bit different since it was cut short but her other features resemble Lillian.The only difference is that she looks at us differently.She looks confused as if she's looking at a stranger."Your name is Isabelle?" I asked still having a hard time accepting that she's not Lillian.She slowly nods her head. "Yes Sir," she politely responded.I saw her gaze shifted to Amari. Her gaze lingered before she looked at me again."My Mom left for a while to process some documents for my father's operation so she told me to look after your son for a while. I am sorry she's in a hurry so she failed to inform you,"She talks so gently.Her voice sounds exactly like Lillian and while I listened to her I felt pain surge in my system.She reminds me of Lillian and it hurts."I'm sorry if we scared you. You look exactly like my late wife so we thought you were her,"I swallowed
Marcus's POVIt's been a year since she left but I am still mourning. Everything still feels empty and I have no idea if I will ever recover.If Amari isn't here I bet I already killed myself. She's the only reason why I chose to survive each day.She needs a father so I have to be strong and act like I am still okay even though my insides are shattered into pieces."Daddy, where's my uniform?" I heard her shouting from her room.I immediately wiped my hands and hurriedly ran towards my daughter.Upon opening her room I saw her searching her cabinet."It's here. I ironed it earlier," I said as I got the uniform hanging on her cabinet."Once you're done here head to the kitchen and eat your breakfast okay?" She smiled at me and nodded her head.I stared at her face for quite some time before I smiled back.I always do that whenever I miss Lillian. I always stare at our daughter's face because I can see a glimpse of her in Amari.Whenever I look at Amari it feels like she's still here.
Marcus's POV"Daddy,"It was that soft call that made me lift my head.When I saw my daughter standing in front of me with tears streaming down her face I felt my chest tightened.I can see Lillian in Amari. She looks like her and that made everything feel heavy.I tried to act strong in front of her but when her small arms pulled me into a tight hug the tears that I had been suppressing fell non-stop.I cried on my daughter's shoulder, releasing all the pain and heaviness inside me.I thought after crying the pain and heaviness inside my chest would vanish or somehow lessen but nothing happened.My tears already dried out but the pain didn't subside. It still feels too much.When Amari broke off the hug she cupped my face and smiled at me."Let's go home, Daddy. Let's wait for me Mommy in our house. Let's wait for her in our home,"I bit my lower lip when tears were about to fall once again.I stared at my daughter's face and I can't help but blame myself for what happened.If I just
Lillian's POVDays after what happened Amari finally decided to come with Marcus.I don't want to let her go but for now, I have to but I'll make sure to work hard so I can get my daughter's custody.Carrying all my things I stepped out of the house and grabbed a taxi to go towards Marcus' place.I still have things to do. I need to finish the artwork because he already paid for it. I can feel that Alice doesn't want my presence but she has no choice.When I arrived at the house it was awfully quiet so I started searching for them.I put my things first in the living room before I started roaming around.After a while I heard voices coming from the room upstairs so I traced it.I didn't want to eavesdrop but curiosity filled me especially when I heard my daughter's name.I recognized their voices. It was Alice and Matthew's voices."Why can't we just tell them the truth? Just come with me, Alice. Why do you have to go crazy over Marcus when he is treating you this way?" I hear desperat