Leia’s excitement nearly bubbles over as she watches Mark scribble down her ideas for the wedding dress. “And that’s it! “ She exclaims happily. Mark’s hand finally stops.“That’s it?.” He asks, wanting to confirm.“Yes!.” The bubbly woman says with a nod that nearly dislodges her head from her neck. Mark watches her, a small smile tugging at his lips.“Okay take a look.” He says, giving the notebook to the woman. Leia quickly snatches the book from his hand, her eyes roving over the page at a feverish pace.Once she was finished, she handed him back the book, her smile practically lighting up the room.“Good?.” He inquires“It’s perfect.” She says reverently. Mark rolls his eyes but there is a small smile on his lips.“That's great Leia. You can get some rest now. It’s already late.”“Okay. Are you coming?.” “No. I still have some things to do.” He says, tucking the note and his pen back into his pocket.“Are you sure? You should rest too” She asks gently, probably worried that Mar
His heart swells at Leia's words, happiness blooming beneath his chest."We're else will I be but by your side". He says gently before leaning in to kiss her cheek. Just then, a knock at the door interrupted them.Both of them startle and pull apart."Yes?." Mark inquires, a little annoyed at having his moment with leia ruined.“Excuse me,” a voice calls from the other side. “Delivery for the designer.”Mark exchanges a puzzled glance with Leia before letting go of her hand."I'll be right back." He says as he releases her.The woman nods. "Okay."He walks gingerly to the door before pulling it open. A man stands there, holding a bouquet of roses.Mark feels his brows shoot up."Hello..?" Mark says incredulously, his eyes never leaving the flowers.The man clears his throat before speaking“These are for the designer,” he says briskly, handing the flowers to Mark.Mark fumbles, his hands clasping clumsily around the blooms. Their bright red colour momentarily blinds him.'Why would an
"Kasen." No reply. "kasen." The woman says louder. The call went unanswered as well, the owner of said name focused on wearing a hole into the rug. Opal sighs, exasperated at the man. "Kasen. Come on stop pacing and sit down. You're making me dizzy." She says tiredly. The man had started pacing as soon as they got to the safehouse they were staying in. It's been an hour already and he doesn't seem ready to stop any time soon. Opal did not sign up for babysitting when she embarked on this journey. Fed up with his antics, she opens her mouth to retort but Kasen suddenly stops. "Kasen?." Opal inquires in concern. The man suddenly turns and makes a beeline to where the woman is sitting on the sofa. He comes to a stop in front of her, glaring down at the woman coldly. Opal startles and nearly falls out of her seat. "Kasen!." She snaps in an angry tone. The woman rises to her feet, not liking the way the man is looking at her. The action causes Kasen to move back a few feet, imm
Kasen blinks in shock, stunned at what he just heard.Kasen turns to Opal, a mixture of anger and disbelief in his eyes."You what?!." He snaps, anger making his voice shake."Why would you bring him here? Without my consent?!" He yells at the stiff woman.Opal refuses to meet his gaze."He has something to say to you." Is all she says, her eyes looking at somewhere beyond his shoulder.Kasen grits his teeth in frustration."Kasen." His father calls, sounding faintly exasperated.The man whirls on the other man with a snarl."What." He grounds out through clenched teeth.Henry's gaze bores into Kasen's. "I'm here for a reason, Kasen. I've been observing your little endeavours, and it's clear you need assistance to truly rid the Sky family of its obstacles." He says in a gravelly voice.Kasen's fists clenched, his jaw tight. "I never asked for your help, especially not yours, Father."Opal interjects smoothly, her voice dripping with intrigue. "Henry and I share a common goal, Kasen.
ChapterA few days later in the house at the Himalayas, Mark feels immeasurably blessed as the days get closer to the wedding.The man in question straightens from his reclining position, slowly getting to his feet from the chaise lounge he was sitting in.It's already noon and Mark wants to see Leia. It's ridiculous how much he can Miss someone who is barely five kilometres away.'She's just in therapy. Get a grip on yourself.' But even as he scolds himself he still heads to the entrance that would lead him to where Leia and her doctor are.Leia's therapy session is taking place in a tranquil room overlooking the breathtaking expanse of the Himalayas.The soft sound of flowing water from an indoor fountain created a soothing ambience. Mark takes a second to bask in the serenity of it all before moving towards Leia who is beside the pool.He hides himself behind one of the pillars and drinks his fill of the woman. His eyes rake over her bathing suit-clad frame and linger on her wet
The night was calm as Mark and Leia drifted off to sleep, their bodies warm and tucked into the warmth of the sheets.It had been a little awkward at the beginning minutes of the night to find a position that was comfortable for both of them but the couple managed it with little fuss.The soft moonlight spills into the room, casting a gentle glow on their peaceful faces. Soft snores and breathing lingers in the room, filling it with serenity. But as the hours passed, an unexpected turn of events was about to disrupt the tranquillity.In the dead of the night, Leia's eyes flutter open. The lifeless eyes were directed at the ceiling until the woman lifted herself from the pile of sheets wrapped around her body. She seems impervious to the cool air that washes across her bare arms, raising goosebumps along her flesh. With a blank expression, she clumsily tugs the blankets from her legs and slowly rises from the bed.Leia stumbles as her bare feet hit the cold floor, her steps tethering b
Chapter"Leia.." Mark whispers with dread filling his being. He can do nothing but watch as the woman drags her fingers over the dress, now free of the extra lace that hid its resemblance to her former gown.Mark felt a knot form in his stomach. He had hoped that Leia's amnesia was a clean slate, a chance for them to build new memories together. To let her forget her last and keep her here with him. But now, with her memories resurfacing in this unexpected way, he knew that the past could come crashing back into their present.He swallows, his throat feeling suddenly parched."Hgn.."He is broken out of his thoughts when he hears the sound of a tiny whimper. The Man snaps his eyes to Leia's face and watches with disbelief as she clutches at her head."Leia?." He says tentatively, watching with bated breath as she squints her eyes at him.She's awake, Mark thinks, elated even as his stomach sinks.'I wonder if she remembers anything.' he thinks frantically Leia groans again, her hands
A day later, Mark sat Leia down in their living room, holding her hands gently. "Leia, I have something to tell you."She looks at him, a mix of curiosity and concern in her eyes. "What is it, Mark?"He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. "I noticed that your wedding dress has a few more issues. So I sent it in for some minor amendments," he explains with a small frown.Leia gapes at him in surprise. "What! What happened to my wedding dress?!." She yells with a strained voice.Mark brushes his thumb across her knuckles to calm her down."It's nothing much. Just a few loose threads." He assures her.Leia breathes a sigh of relief at this, her eyes falling shut."Oh thank goodness. I'm so glad it's not that big of an issue." She says before looking up at the man, an impish grin on her face."For a moment there I thought my dress was destroyed." She says with a small chuckle.Mark feels his back stiffen in apprehension even as he forces himself to chuckle at her words."Well