~Chapter 13

Vera

I grunted frustratedly, pulling my luggage down the stairs. Mother actually put her words into play, she had booked a honeymoon suite for Julius and I somewhere far away. All I needed to know was that we were going to get there through air and that alone sent shivers down my spine. I had never gone on a plane before and now I would remember why.

An outstretched hand caught my attention and I looked up. My dark orbs melted into a pair of soft silver eyes, the tenderness in them almost had me faltering but I didn't buy it. I gazed down at his hand, gesturing for me to hand him my luggage. Ever since the incident in the kitchen I had seen more of Julius, well more than I liked.

Maybe I was being a child, call me immature but I'd been avoiding him. When he'd walk into a room I'd walk out of it and that's how it had been for weeks now. I was angry and sad, sad because I could never forget what happened at that night's party. And angry because I actually expected Julius, my husband to