LISA'S POV I let out a deep breath and dropped my hands to my sides, feeling a sense of defeat wash over me. "Liam, I'm sorry. I was wrong to try to make you do something you didn't want to do. I know you're just trying to help me, and I appreciate that."Liam's expression softened, and he nodded. "It's okay, Lisa. I understand what you're going through. But let's just focus on finding a way to deal with Andre that doesn't involve using me as a prop, okay?"I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. I had been planning on using Liam all along, even if he didn't know it. I had wanted him to pretend to be my boyfriend, to make Andre jealous. But now, I felt ashamed of myself."Let me go get us some wine," I said, trying to change the subject. "I could use a drink."Liam nodded, and I got up from the couch, walking over to the mini-bar in the corner of the room. I opened it and scanned the selection, my eyes landing on a bottle of red wine. I reached for it, but as I did, my hand slipped and th
LISA'S POV Andre's girlfriend was like a wild animal, jumping up and down, her eyes blazing with fury. She made a sudden move, slapping me across the face with a loud crack. I felt a surge of pain and shock, my cheek stinging from the impact. I held up my cheek, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes."You crazy bitch!" I shouted, my anger boiling over. "You think you can just hit me and get away with it?"I launched myself at her, determined to fight back. We clashed, our hands pulling at each other's hair, our nails scratching at each other's skin. We stumbled around the room, knocking over chairs and tables, our clothes getting torn and ripped.Andre and Liam rushed to separate us, but we were like two wildcats, hissing and spitting at each other. We fought hard, our bodies tangled together, our faces red with rage."Let me go!" I shouted, trying to wriggle free from Andre's grasp. "I'll show her who's boss!""No way," Andre said, holding me tight. "You're not going to hurt her,
LISA'S POV As we entered the hotel room, Liam made his way to the couch, his movements quiet and reserved. I watched him, feeling a pang of guilt for the way I had treated him earlier. I knew I had used him, and I knew he deserved better."Here, Liam," I said, grabbing a mattress from the closet. "Take this. You can't sleep on the couch without a blanket."Liam looked up at me, his eyes expressionless. "Thanks, Lisa," he said, his voice flat.I handed him the mattress, and he took it, his movements economical. He spread it out on the couch, his eyes never meeting mine."Goodnight, Lisa," he said, turning away from me.I nodded, feeling a sense of awkwardness. "Goodnight, Liam."I turned and made my way to the bed, my heart racing with thoughts of Andre and our earlier confrontation. I couldn't shake the feeling of anger and betrayal that had been building inside me all night.As I lay in bed, I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing with thoughts of revenge, of ways to make Andre pay for
LISA'S POV I sank into the warm bathwater, I felt the tension in my muscles begin to ease. The events of the past 24 hours had left me feeling drained, both physically and emotionally. I closed my eyes, letting the water work its magic, and began to think about everything that had happened.Liam's face kept popping into my mind. The way he had stood up to Leo, the way he had looked at me with such concern and care. I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for using him like I had. He deserved so much better than to be dragged into my drama.After my bath, I got dressed and ready to go. Liam was waiting for me in the car, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. We didn't say much as he drove me to the house, the silence between us comfortable.When we arrived, Liam turned to me and said, "I'm not going to come in with you, Lisa. I think I've had enough drama for one day."I nodded, understanding. "Yeah, that's probably for the best."Liam smiled wryly. "I'll talk to you later, okay?"I nod
LISA'S POV I expected a barrage of questions and lectures from my parents. But instead, they barely looked at me, their faces exhausted and resigned. The tension in the air was palpable, but it wasn't the usual anger and frustration I was used to. It was something else, something that looked almost like... apathy.We ate in silence, the only sound the clinking of silverware on plates. I couldn't believe it. Had they finally given up on me? Were they so tired of my drama and issues that they just didn't care anymore?Just as I was starting to relax, the doorbell rang. The help, Maria, got up to answer it, and I heard a murmur of voices in the hallway.Then, Maria appeared in the doorway with Leo behind her. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met, and I felt a rush of emotions I couldn't quite process."Leo, what are you doing here?" my father asked gruffly, his voice dripping with disapproval."I came to see Lisa," Leo replied, his eyes never leaving mine.My father scowled. "I don't
LISA'S POV As I stepped into the house, the soft creak of the door seemed to echo through my weary soul. I felt like I was carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, each step a laborious effort to escape the drama that had been unfolding outside. The warm glow of the hallway lights enveloped me, a gentle embrace that seemed to whisper, "You're safe now."I trudged through the foyer, my eyes fixed on the plush carpet beneath my feet, as if willing myself to leave the turmoil behind. The soft rustle of my clothes seemed amplified in the silence, a reminder that I was still tethered to reality.My gaze drifted up to the mirror hanging on the wall, and for a moment, I was taken aback by my own reflection. Dark circles under my eyes seemed to bore into my skin like bruises, a testament to the sleepless nights and worry-filled days. My skin looked pale, almost translucent, as if the very life was being drained from me.With a deep sigh, I began to climb the stairs, each step a slow
LISA'S POV I settled onto my bed, surrounded by the familiar comforts of my room. My bag was packed, and I was ready for the trip to Leo's grandmother's place. But my mind was still reeling from the conversation with my parents. Their indifference stung, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of being alone in this charade.Just as I was starting to drift into a restless sleep, my phone rang, shrill in the silence. I hesitated, my hand hovering over the receiver. The number was unfamiliar, and I wondered if it was work-related. With a sigh, I picked up, expecting a dull conversation about sales reports or marketing strategies.But instead, Marcus's voice dripped with sarcasm, his words laced with a mocking tone. "Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to answer. I was starting to think you'd forgotten about the trip tomorrow."I rolled my eyes, a familiar irritation creeping up my spine. Marcus loved getting under my skin, and I knew better than to engage. "What do you want, Marcus
LISA'S POV We entered the mansion, Leo gestured for me to follow Marcus, his assistant. "Please, Lisa, make yourself at home. Marcus will show you to your room. You can freshen up and change before we head out to my grandma's place."I raised an eyebrow, my tone skeptical. "Your grandma's place? How far is that?"Leo checked his watch, his expression impatient. "It's a few hours away. We need to leave soon if we want to make it on time."I crossed my arms, my voice firm. "Please, you're not going to rush me. I'll get ready when I'm ready."Leo's eyes widened in surprise, a hint of amusement dancing in their depths. "Wow, such a drama queen. I didn't know you could talk to me like that."I shot him a withering look, my patience wearing thin. "Just let me get ready in peace, okay?"Marcus intervened, his voice smooth. "Of course, Miss Lisa. Right this way, please."As we walked, Marcus couldn't help but comment, "Wow, energy, girl! You're so good. I didn't know you could hold my boss d