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To make a statement by simply dressing up is one thing, but to make such a bold announcement by actions, is a bigger step.

The will power comes, and it comes so strongly, I am finally able to look away. Thankfully that's not the only thing I seem to be able to do but to turn back around, and walk away.

I am leaving and not coming back.

It was a big mistake to come here.

" Milla!"

The call is loud and clear, capturing the attention of those around and certainly pulling me to a stop.

It would have been better to not know who called me, this way I would have continued to run away.

Damn my ears for recognising that voice too well.

It hasn't even been a full on 24 hours since his return, and already he has crossed the line.

' This is what happens when there is lack of communication.' My consciousness hits me with its two cents, at the wrong time.

" Milla?" I hear my name being called again, but it's a female voice now.

This relieves me a bit.

I turn around to see who has called me.

Nerves added on others increase, when I see Mr and Mrs Myers, approach me.

I make the mistake of briefly glancing upstairs and I see him already making his way down.

I'm panicking a little but can't seem to move at the same time.

" You actually came, I'm glad." Mrs Myers says with a polite smile.

I can't remember the last time that look was sent my way.

She looks lovely and expensive. The diamond earrings she has on are a standout, and I bet she intended for this to happen. Her green evening gown hugs her body perfectly and displays her curvy frame. She stands proudly next to her husband.

" Yes, it's been so long." Mr Myers, the older version of William agrees, breaking away from his wife's hold and stepping closer to me.

He reaches out his hand and in response, I do the same.

" We shouldn't have let time pass like this." He says, taking one of my hands in between his, giving it a gentle squeeze.

My only response is my lips lifting to a small smile. Words have failed me, I guess.

" How have you been dear, your mother? Tell me." He asks, his interest and focus sorely on me.

My face warms up in shyness. It's a little overwhemling to have the spotlight on me at this moment.

" We've been okay, surviving...." I wish to take back my words when I notice his face fall abit.

" Oh, Will, look who came to see you tonight." Mrs Myers speaks up before I can answer.

He draws near and I wish he stayed upstairs, looking down, not here, definetly not here.

I take a much needed breath before I finally turn to face him.

It's those golden brown eyes again.

One thing about William is that he never lacked in the looks department. He was quite an attractive boy growing up and now, well now....He's...

He's all grown up now and good looking does not begin to describe him, it feels like an understatement.

In truth, the first time our paths crossed months ago, I didn't recognise him. Breath had caught in my throat and I was mesmerized, I lost words and thoughts. My mind went blank but all that ended fast, after staring long enough in those eyes of his.

Those golden brown eyes of his took me back to the past, in the present and I swear, I felt dizzy. I felt like running and I did.

Long story short, we kept bumping into each into each other and I understood then, that it was near impossible to avoid him.

According to him, I had also seemed different, more changed and just a sight in his eyes.

Sometimes I regret taking that opportunity, that sent me straight into his path. None of this was never meant to happen in my eyes. He should have never involved himself in my business, I warned him so many times to stay away but did he listen? No.

That is his problem, he always has to involve himself in my affairs, time apart made no difference. There were mountains meant to be faced and I had every intention, to do it alone but his involvement made everything complicated.

He swore that we never had to see each other again, until things were set right again but here we are.

We meet again.

He's broken a promise he made and I can't look past that. My life hangs on the line here and now I might never go to bed easily, knowing something hangs over my head.

We weren't that close then, I had said to his mother and in my eyes, being around each other, was like getting to know each other in some sense. I saw no deep friendship, that his mother had to intervene and break what was not there. Everyone took everything literally too serious for my liking and this resulted in things ending before they even began.

I had no interest in the Myer family as some thought. I never made a big deal out of who they were because many already did. I guess I've always been busy with my own stuff to take notice of the events of this town.

Like now, I would have had the same reaction as I did back then, had I not been involved with him.

' I wish you never did what you did, 2 months ago Liam.' I mentally address him.

" You came." He finally speaks.

The deepness in his voice reminds me that he's grown now.

We all have.

" I was invited." I respond, making it clear why Im actually here.

" Well, the most important thing is that you came. " Mrs Myers jumps in quick.

" It's been a while." He says and that makes my heart to race a little. " You are so different."

He said the same thing last time and till today, I can't interpret his words.

What does he mean by that?

"It's been years, we all grew up."

He needs to take my words as a reminder. He can't let anything slip.

A secret should remain a secret.

" Will." Someone approaches us and it is none other than his companion, the one I saw standing beside him upstairs.

She really is an attractive young woman, tall, elegant looking and quite fitting with the Myer family. Her dark hair is swept to the side and her green eyes, match with her sparkly green evening gown. The moment she comes up next to William, I am reminded about earlier, the sight I witnessed and how much of a match they seem to be.

I feel quite uncomfortable now, standing amongst them.

" Oh, Lola, good thing you joined us, let me introduce you to Milla, William's childhood friend."

I now learn through Mr Myers her name, despite wanting to correct him.

" Milla?" I frown by the questioning tone at the end. " Oh, you're that Milla."

" That Milla?" I ask.

" Yeah, Will told me about you, when I was asking about his life back home."

I spare him a glance, already saying alot by my gaze.

I hope he didn't say anything embarrassing or ------

" Don't worry, it was all good things." Lola says.

" Milla, dear, why don't you get something to drink." Mr Myers speaks up, already giving me a reason to look away from Liam's intense gaze.

I bet he can tell that I'm feeling a little overwhelmed.

" Excuse me." I say.

Thankfully I am able to excuse myself before anyone says anything.

I let out a relieved sigh the more I walk away, increasing the distance between all of us.

'Thank goodness I was able to get away.'

With a drink in hand, I slip through the back door, feeling desperate for some fresh air. I walk around a bit as memories from the time I was here come back to me.

The back yard has always been pretty, but during the night with all the outside lights, it gets prettier.

I take a seat on a nearby bench and find myself getting lost in my own world, staring up at the pretty night sky.

' I swore that I would never return here but here I am. Have I truly betrayed myself, my own word?'

Tension returns to my body when I feel eyes on me.

Why can't I be left alone for a while?

" Milla?"

My eyes close when I hear his voice.

It's clear that tonight, he won't let me walk away without having a conversation.

But that's the thing, how do I have one with the guy who tricked me into marrying him.