Lily’s Point of View I thought I was dreaming till I opened my eyes and I was alone on the gigantic bed. Fear gripped me, he had done it again. He left. I rose from the bed and quickly wore my clothes he had taken off earlier. I checked through all the rooms, went downstairs, but there was no sign of him. I panicked. Did he leave me all alone in this big house? I heard a sweet melody coming from the basement, and I followed the sound. I pushed the door open and there he was playing a grand piano, his eyes closed, enjoying the rhythm. I stood there for a second gazing at him and enjoying the sweet music before he noticed me. “Lily, you’re awake,” he said with a charming smile, his hands leaving the piano keys.“Yeah,” I replied, walking over as he pulled me into his lap. “I was afraid you had left me again,” I admitted, wrapping my arms around his neck.“I’m sorry for ever making you feel insecure about my commitment. Lily, I love you, and I’m not going anywhere,” he said, gently ki
Lily’s Point of ViewI followed Thomas, my curiosity growing with every step. What on earth could he have planned, and why was he leading me to my room? As he opened the door, I stepped inside and froze. My room had been transformed into what looked like a high-end boutique. There were rows of elegant dresses on sleek hangers. “What is this?” I asked, stunned, my eyes scanning the shocking and beautiful display.“For you, my lovely Lily,” he said, his voice smooth and proud. “Go ahead, explore.”I hesitated for a second, but then my fingers moved to the clothes, shuffling through them. Each outfit was stunning, designer dresses I’d only ever seen in magazines. A black Balenciaga, a striking blue Givenchy, a pink Thom Browne that looked like it would fit me perfectly. My eyes wandered to a gray Louis Vuitton handbag sitting casually among the clothes, and I couldn’t resist picking it up, admiring the smooth leather.But then I remembered—Thomas was watching me. His presence reminded m
Lily’s Point of ViewDinner had been tense, to say the least. I came down late, expecting the family to have already started without me, but I was wrong. Everyone was seated, waiting. Thomas stood as I approached, greeting me with a kiss on the cheek and ushering me into the seat beside him. His politeness felt overwhelming, like it was part of some grand show.“Hi Lily,” he smiled warmly, but I could feel Simon’s gaze across the table, hard to ignore but necessary to avoid. “How nice of you to finally join us, Lily,” Jessica said, “We’ve all been waiting for you.”“It seems you and Thomas are bonding quite well,” Geoffrey chimed in, his smile genuine. “He insisted we not start eating until you arrived.”I swallowed the tension creeping up my throat. “Oh, Tom, you didn’t have to. Thank you all for waiting for me.” I felt nervous that I had kept the great Weston family waiting. Thomas beamed. “Lily and I are growing stronger, Dad. I can’t wait to make her my wife.”Geoffrey and Jessi
Lily’s Point of ViewI couldn’t sleep all night. How could I? I was torn between the Weston brothers. Simon, the love of my life and the man I wanted to spend my life with, has a part of him, I feel he’s still unwilling to share. I can’t ask him about it now, while things are going so well between us. I don’t want to ruin it. I know he wouldn’t tell me. My instincts scream at me not to fall for him again, not until I understand the secrets he’s hiding. How could I elope with him knowing that?Then there’s Thomas. He’s a control freak, and with him and Jessica at the helm, my life has been mapped out for me. I’d be a dutiful, quiet wife. No doubt, I’d be constantly looking glamorous with his exquisite taste, if I was that type of girl, which I’m not. What would it be? Safety or passion? Comfort or love? I had no idea what choice to make. My heart was pulling me in one direction, but my head wasn’t sure if I could risk it all. Either way, a choice was coming. And I had to decide.I lov
Lily’s Point of View“Si, I...I—” I stuttered, unsure of what to say. Things had gotten so complicated after Tom’s conversation with me. I couldn’t just break off the engagement, not after he’d bared his heart to me.“Are you second-guessing us, Lily?” Simon asked, his gaze piercing me with intensity. “No, no, that’s not it, Si,” I replied softly. “Then what is it?” he asked, his voice gentle but his eyes concerned. “If you're not doubting us, then what’s the problem?” He leaned in, desperate for an answer.“I spoke with Thomas yesterday, Si,” I admitted, unsure of how to go on. “He wants us to continue with the wedding.”“So what? Tell him you can’t,” he said, his tone more tense now as he picked up on my hesitation. “Lily, come on, you have to stop this damn wedding.”“How do I do that, Si? What do I say?”“Just tell him you can’t marry him because you’re in love with me. That’s all you need to say.”I shook my head, a lump forming in my throat. “Simon, that’s your brother. How do
Lily’s Point of ViewI sat on the couch, but my thoughts were miles away. I couldn’t shake off my conversation with Simon or the impossible choice he wanted me to make. And then there was Thomas—how devastated he’d be if I just ran off with his brother. Jessica would probably make it her life’s mission to ruin me, and Geoffrey? He’d never forgive me for shattering the family he’s so desperately trying to unite. When Geoffrey asked me to help change Thomas, I couldn’t even imagine how I’d do it. But after that night, there was a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I could reach Thomas and, by doing so, help mend the strained relationship between the brothers, bringing the Westons closer like Geoffrey wanted.But that would mean giving up my own love, my happiness. Sacrificing everything for the sake of paying my father’s debt, preserving my mother’s precious social standing, and helping Geoffrey achieve his dream of a united family. The price was too high. One I wasn’t sure I could be
Simon’s Point of ViewAs soon as I saw the message from Lily, I knew I couldn’t ignore it. I read it twice, to be sure I wasn't imagining things but it was from her. She wanted to meet me, away from the house. It wasn’t something I expected, especially after everything. My heart hammered in my chest as I made my way to the spot she picked. What did she want? Was she ready to confront what was between us, or was she just going to tell me goodbye, once and for all?I got to the park walking toward the small bench under an oak tree where Lily had told me to meet her. It was quiet, away from the house, away from everyone. No one would see us here. But my mind was racing, trying to figure out what choice she’d made. Then I saw her, standing by the bench, her back turned to me. “I got your message,” I said, stepping closer.She turned to face me, and for a moment, we just stared at each other. She looked…nervous, unsure. My heart sped up. I wanted to take her worries off her shoulders, but
Lily’s Point of ViewI was packing my clothes when Mom stormed into the room, furious. “What the hell was that? Why did you just disappear like that? Lily, what’s going on? Jessica’s furious with you!”I rolled my eyes, feeling a surge of frustration. Here we go again. “Mom, I’m sorry I left like that, but I had something important to take care of,” I said, turning back to my clothes, busying myself.She glanced at my open suitcase and narrowed her eyes. “Why are you packing?” she asked, sounding suspicious.I froze for a moment, realizing she had no idea about Simon or our plan to leave. “I’m not packing,” I said quickly, giving her a brief glance. “Just... organizing my stuff.”But she wasn’t convinced. “It looks like you’re packing, Lily.”A knot tightened in my stomach as I tried to stay calm. “No, Mom, I’m not.”She took my hand and made me sit on the bed beside her. “Lily, if something’s wrong, you’d tell me, right?”My heart clenched at her words. I felt guilty. “Of course, Mom