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,
Marcus's POVThroughout the dinner, I clenched my fist tightly, my gaze fixated on Lillian, intentionally avoiding Alexander's face. I knew that if I looked at him, I might lose control."I have to go. Thank you for the dinner, Gabriel," Alexander announced, breaking the tension in the room. I turned my head towards him, our eyes meeting. There was a mocking look in his eyes that infuriated me.Then, he turned his attention to Lillian. "My offer is always available, Lillian, in case you change your mind," he said, flashing a smile. My insides boiled as I saw Lillian smile back at him.He then shifted his gaze to my mother, Victoria, who was looking at him with a smile on her face. "Good luck with your upcoming wedding. I hope nothing goes wrong," he said, glancing at me before returning his focus to Gabriel. "Right, Gabriel?" he asked, a sly smile playing on his lips."Alexander," Gabriel uttered his name with a warning tone. Alexander laughed and looked back at my mother, whose s
Lillian's POVI stared at his face intently, memorizing every feature, knowing that time would pass quickly, and I had no idea when I would be able to see him up close again.And true enough, before I knew it, I was already leaving for London."Is this everything you're taking to London, Lillian?" Martha asked as she checked the suitcases I had packed.I looked at her and nodded."I'll take these to the car," she said, and I simply nodded again, letting them handle the luggage. Once they were all gone, I began calling his number, but he wasn't answering."Come on, Marcus, pick up," I pleaded as I paced around my room, waiting for him to answer the call."Your father is calling you, Lillian," Martha said as she entered the room.I looked at her and let out a deep breath."He's not answering?" she asked.A bitter smile formed on my lips, and a heavy feeling settled within me. Unable to bear it any longer, tears cascaded down my face.Martha immediately pulled me into a tight hug, caress