Lillian's POVI once dreamt of walking down the aisle while holding my father's arm.I once dreamt of wearing a beautiful white gown as I walked on the red carpet with scattered petals of white roses.I used to dream of a wedding like what I saw in my favourite fairytales and I always find myself smiling as I imagine myself being the bride who walks towards her prince charming.I always thought that wedding means happily ever after.I thought I will be the happiest when that day comes but I was wrong because while walking down the aisle with white petals scattered on the floor and holding my father's arm tightly the happiness that I thought I will feel can't be found. I am filled with fear and pain rather than excitement and love.I am filled with agony and misery and the tears that fell from my eyes didn't come from joy but from sadness.When we reached the altar Dad gave my hand to Alexander.They smiled and they looked happy while I am in deep misery."Take care of my daughter Alex
Lillian's POV~After five years~"Lillian, are you done?" When I heard Alexander calling me I immediately put on my earrings and wear my heels before stepping out of the room.The moment I stepped out I saw him sitting on the couch busy fidgeting his phone.When his eyes directed on me he stood up and fixed his tie."Let's go," he said then headed out of the White House but before following him I walked towards the kitchen to check on Amari, my four-year-old daughter.A smile grace on my lips when I saw Amari sitting at the dining table, eating her dinner.Beside her is Rose who assists her in eating."Hi my love," I greeted and kissed her on the cheeks.Amari looked at me and stared at my face. She beamed a sweet smile and I can't help but pinch her cheeks unable to resist her cuteness."Mommy will leave for a while, be a good girl okay,"Amari smiled and nod her head so I kissed her cheeks once again before turning my head on Rose."Call me if something happens,""Yes, Maam,"I am
Marcus's POVShe stiffened when I held her. Her eyes are wide open as she looked at me."Smile Lillian," I whispered before turning my head in front to face the camera.After taking a shot Lillian forcefully removed my hold on her waist and hurriedly stepped out of the stage.I smiled as I watched her taking heavy steps towards Alexander...her husband."Congratulations Mr Sullivan," my eyes directed on Lillian, turned to the host when I heard him speak."Thank you," I said as I took his hand and stepped out of the stage carrying the painting.I headed towards my table...a few steps away from Lillian.I always caught her stealing glances on my side while Alexander looked at me intently with his eyes filled with anger.I have no idea what is going on in front. It feels like we created our world and none of them can notice the tension between us."Thank you for participating in this event. We promise that the profit that we have gathered will be put to good use,"Everyone clapped their h
Lillian's POVIt's been a few days since I last saw Marcus but his face is still engraved in my head.He looks the same but at the same time different. His build got bigger and I saw a tattoo on his neck. He looks ruthless but I can still see the Marcus that I once love...the Marcus who once loved me."Maam are you okay?" When I heard Rose's voice I was pulled out of my reverie.I looked at her and then smiled. "Y-Yeah," I said.Rose stared at my face intently as if she can tell that something is wrong with me.She sat beside me then hold my hand and looked at me directly in the eyes."What's wrong Maam?" she asked anticipating my answer.I let out a deep breath and then roamed my eyes around to check if someone can hear us. When it is only the two of us in the garden I brought my gaze back on Rose and let out a deep breath once again."I saw Marcus at the auction," I said and when she heard that her eyes widen and checked the surrounding as well because she knew that once someone he
Lillian's POVWhile having a conversation with Rose I heard Amari's cry so I immediately run inside.I saw her climbing down the stair while rubbing her eyes.I immediately walked towards her and carried her in my arms.I brushed away her tears and removed strands of her hair that covers her face. "What's wrong my love?" I asked as I walked down the stair.Amari stared at my face and then hugged me tightly with her little arms as if she is scared of letting me go.Amari can't speak. According to her paediatrician, she has a speech delay. She's already four years old but she didn't even utter a single word or even call me Mommy.I am hoping for that day to come and I will never lose hope that one day it will happen.One day I will hear my daughter's voice. One day she will be able to call me Mom.When we reached the living room I sat on the couch while Amari is sitting on my lap. "Do you want to go to the mall, my love?" A smile grace on her lips then nod her head cutely.I pinch her
Marcus's POVI felt my body freeze as I looked at the little girl's blue eyes.It felt like I was looking at mine."Do you want to talk to her?" I was pulled back to my senses when I heard Alice ask.I turned my head on her. "No," I said.She stared at my face for a while as if wondering if I am telling the truth or not but after a while she let out a deep breath and nod her head."Let's go?" she asked so I nod my head and we continued walking towards the parking lot.We are already inside the car but I just stared in front. I can still see the child's face. I heard about the news of Lillian and Alexander having a child but it was my first time seeing their daughter.I don't know what is happening to me but I can see Amari in her. If my Amari is still alive she would probably look as beautiful as her. She might have the same blue eyes as mine or maybe beautiful hazel brown eyes just like Lillian."Marcus,"Alice pulled me out of my reverie once again.I turned my head on her and I su
Lillian's POVI can no longer see them but I am still standing at the same place...not moving.When I felt my daughter tapping my cheeks I turned my head on her and smiled."Let's go?" I asked.Amari looked at me intently then after a while she started doing sign language asking me what was wrong.I shook my head and gently caress her cheeks. "Nothing my love," I responded but Amari still looked at me with her eyes filled with worry.'The man that you are painting, it was him right Mom?'I felt my hands getting cold when I heard her question. I am making a portrait of Marcus's face and Amari sometimes saw me paint his feature on the canvas but it is not yet finished. I have only drawn half of his face and I have no idea if I will finish that painting. I never thought that Amari would recognize Marcus's face by just seeing half of it."He's Mommy's good friend, my love," Amari looked at me intently as if studying my every feature.'They why did he ignore us?'I felt my chest tightene
Lillian's POV"What happened to you, Lillian?" I asked myself as I stared at my reflection.A bitter smile grace on my lips as I saw the bruises on my body being visible.This is far from the life that I have imagined. I always thought that I will be having a peaceful and happy life.I dream of living in a small house with my loving husband and adorable kids. I imagined waking up with a smile on my face because the first thing that I will see is my husband lying beside me then my kids will greet me good morning and we will eat breakfast together filled with laughter.I thought I will be spending my afternoon drinking coffee in our small garden while painting the fully bloomed flowers.I thought I will end my day in my husband's arms who will give me warmth during cold nights but none of those things happen.My entire marriage is filled with fear and pain and the only thing that keeps me going is Amari. She is the only reason why I chose to fight.I immediately wiped the tears on my fa