Her breath quickening as she struggled to find her voice. The weight of her secret bore down upon her, threatening to consume her composure. Liam's perplexed expression deepened as he questioned her, his voice laced with concern. "What is it?" he asked, searching for answers within her unsteady demeanor.Lila's voice resonated through the living room once again, her sweet tones laced with familiarity. "Baby," she called out, her voice drawing closer. The urgency within Amelia intensified, knowing that any moment now, Lila would appear.Finally finding the strength to speak, though her voice was still fraught with fear, Amelia stammered out her admission to Liam. "She... she... Lila. I don't want your girlfriend to see me here," she managed to utter, her words punctuated by shivers running down her spine.Liam's confusion deepened, his brow furrowing even further as he attempted to comprehend the weight of Amelia's words. He sensed the genuine fear and discomfort emanating from he
Liam's eyes widened in shock at the accusation. He couldn't believe that Lila's mind had jumped to such a conclusion. Panic washed over him as he struggled to come up with a convincing response. "No, no, no, babe, it's nothing like that," he protested, his voice filled with sincerity. "I promise you, there's no one in the kitchen. I've just been preoccupied with other things."Lila's gaze bore into Liam, searching for any signs of deception. The air hung heavy with tension as she continued to press him for answers. "Then why have you been acting so weird?" she demanded, her voice edged with a mix of frustration and hurt. "What's really in the kitchen?"Liam's mind raced, desperately trying to come up with a plausible explanation that would satisfy Lila's doubts. In a split second decision, he decided to play on her love for surprises. With a glimmer of hope, he blurted out, "It's nothing, babe. I've been preparing something for you, a surprise—my latest produce."Lila's eyes soft
He could feel the weight of the unspoken words hanging in the air, their unresolved situation hanging heavy on his shoulders.With determination fueling his actions, Liam gently knocked on the door once more. "Amelia, I know you can hear me," he implored, his voice filled with both patience and concern. "Please, open up. We need to talk."Seconds felt like an eternity as Liam anxiously waited for a response. The silence only intensified his worries, the unknown stretching out before him. Amelia hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts. She knew she couldn't keep evading Liam's questions any longer.She stood up from her bed, her footsteps echoing softly in the room. With trembling hands, she reached for the doorknob, her fingers grazing its cool surface.Taking a deep breath, Amelia steeled herself, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The door creaked open, revealing Liam's familiar silhouette standing before her, a mixture of relief and concern etc
Amelia exhaled, her voice filled with both pain and determination. "Fine," she relented, her words heavy with the truth. "She's my husband's ex-girlfriend, and they are still having an affair."A heavy silence settled between them as Liam processed the revelation, his eyes widening with shock and disbelief. The weight of Amelia's words hung in the air.Liam's confusion deepened, his brows furrowing as he struggled to process Amelia's shocking revelation. "What do you mean, Lila is having an affair with your husband?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief. "Yes, you heard me right. I was just surprised to find out she's your girlfriend, and I'm sure they are still having an affair." Amelia stated. She turned away from Liam, her back pressed against the window, as if seeking solace in the view beyond. She closed her eyes, her mind racing with the tangled web of deceit that had entwined her life. "She's Andrew's lover," she murmured, her words barely audible.Liam took a step clos
Amelia's eyes searched his face, searching for any sign of uncertainty or hesitation. But the wounds of her past made her wary, cautious of the promises that were too easily spoken."I feel like you're rushing things, Liam," Amelia finally admitted, her voice tinged with caution. Liam shook his head gently, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Trust me, I'm not," he assured her, his voice tender. He took her hands in his, their warmth providing a sense of comfort. As he leaned in, his lips brushed against hers in a gentle, lingering kiss.Her heart yearned for the simplicity of love and the safety of Liam's presence, yet she couldn't shake off the doubts and fears that still lingered within her.Liam's hand gently moved to Amelia's protruding belly, his touch delicate as he rubbed it with care."I'll take care of your little baby," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of determination and tenderness.******As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into a full month, Lila
Panic began to creep into her mind, swirling with unanswered questions. Who could have divulged such information to Liam? Who else even knew apart from Andrew?Lila took a deep breath, her eyes filled with a mix of resignation and defiance. She knew there was nothing more to be said. The damage had been done, and the truth had been laid bare. Liam's accusations, whether rooted in truth or misconception, had shattered the remnants of their connection."Enjoy your life, Liam," Lila said, her voice tinged with a bittersweet resignation. "I hope you do well in Spain without me."With those words hanging in the air, Lila turned on her heel and walked away. Lila stepped out of the restaurant, her mind swirling with confusion and questions. She couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was amiss, that Liam's sudden knowledge about her relationship with Andrew was more than just a coincidence. How could Liam have known about her involvement with Andrew? Determined to find ans
Lila's voice trembled slightly as she processed his words. "I know I wasn't ready before, but I'm ready now. I can be the family you want, Andrew. Please, give me another chance."Andrew sighed again, his gaze searching hers. "Lila, it's not that simple. I've tried to bury my feelings, to move on, but the more time goes by, the more I realize that I loved Amelia. Maybe I should have forgiven her, even if the child wasn't mine."Lila felt a lump forming in her throat as she struggled to comprehend Andrew's words. "Child? What child?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.Andrew's eyes met hers, his voice heavy with the weight of the truth. "Amelia is pregnant."Lila's world seemed to come crashing down around her. Her mind raced with a mix of emotions—betrayal, anger, and heartbreak. She tried to speak, but the words caught in her throat, leaving her speechless.Her eyes widened with a mix of shock and disbelief as she absorbed Andrew's words. "What do you mean Amelia is pregnant? I t
Liam sat in the comfortable living room, his mind restless with anticipation as he patiently waited for Amelia.Just then, Natalie walked into the room, her expression a mix of concern and frustration. She approached him, her voice laced with a touch of caution. "Liam, I hope you've had some time to reflect on your decision to end things with Lila," she began, her tone gentle yet firm.Liam sighed, his eyes briefly searching Natalie's face before looking away. "Naty, please don't bring that up again," he pleaded. "It's been months. Don't tell me you're still thinking about it.Natalie crossed her arms, her frustration evident. "But we can't deny that everything is moving slower than we planned. We were supposed to be in Spain by now, if not two months ago," she pointed out, her voice tinged with disappointment.Liam's expression softened, and he turned to face his sister. "You know I couldn't leave because of Amelia," he confessed, his voice tinged with a mix of devotion and concern.