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His Tears, My Freedom 33 How can one person…
Lila’s POVThe morning sun spills lazily across the path as Maren and I make our way toward the game area—the same spot we go to every other morning, like a routine carved in stone. There’s a soft breeze in the air, the kind that carries whispers if you listen closely. Maren is unusually quiet beside me, her head tilted like she’s studying a puzzle only she can see. I glance at her from the corner of my eye, noticing the way her lips purse slightly and the sound she makes with her teeth—a click that usually comes when she’s about to ask something that could ruin my peace.“Where went you last night, Lila?” she says suddenly, her voice low but curious, like she’s trying not to startle the truth out of me.I freeze.My breath hitches, and my eyes widen before I can help it. My throat works around a lump as I croak out, “What?” The word falls from my lips before I can catch it, like a pebble dropped into silence.Maren stops walking. I stop too.“Come to think of it…” she says, eyebrows
His Tears, My Freedom 32 Just us
Lior’s POVI pull back slowly from the kiss, breath catching in my throat. My thumb grazes her cheek, wiping away the tears still clinging to her soft skin. Her eyes—those warm brown eyes—shimmer like they’re holding every fragile piece of her together. I hold her gaze, a soft smile curling on my lips despite the ache in my chest.“I don’t like it when you cry, Lila,” I say gently, my voice thick. “It makes me lose every sense of reasoning. Just like now—I couldn’t hold back anymore.”She blinks at me, the tears still pooling. My hand lingers near her face, careful, open.“I’m not trying to confuse you,” I continue. “And I don’t want you to feel overwhelmed by any of this. I just… I just want to be someone you can lean on. When the world feels like too much, I want you to know I’ll be there.”I take in her face—torn, trembling, so heartbreakingly unsure—and I step closer.“I’ve fallen for you, Lila. And I’m done hiding it. I don’t want to spend another minute pretending I’m okay just
His Tears, My Freedom 31 Too Real
Lila’s POVThe hallway outside is quiet. Too quiet.My heels echo softly as I walk, fast and aimless, each step pushing me further from the laughter, the claps, the weight of Claudia’s voice. I pass a few waiters along the way, a couple holding trays of wine, one adjusting a floral arrangement by the entry wall. They nod politely, but I don’t stop. I can’t.Cool air brushes against my skin as I finally push open the door leading out to the side garden. The breeze is light, scented with something floral, something expensive. I close my eyes for a moment, drawing in a shaky breath.You’re okay, Lila. You’re okay.But I’m not.That speech—her voice—her calling Liam “the love of her life” while rubbing her belly… it was all a show. And yet, it worked. It got under my skin. And that smile, that moment our eyes met—I know she enjoyed every second of my reaction.I take a few more steps down the path lined with soft lights, letting my hand trail over a trimmed bush just to ground myself. But
His Tears, My Freedom 30 An Illusion
Lila’s POVThe moment Maren and I step into the dinner hall, I freeze.She was right.The place is buzzing—glittering under amber lights strung like a canopy from one end of the ceiling to the other. Music hums softly through the speakers, blending into the low murmur of conversations and the occasional clink of glass. Each table is shaped differently—some circular, others oval or rectangular—and each one carries a specific theme, from ocean blue linens to golden centerpieces flickering with candlelight.It’s not just a dinner.There’s a full-blown international event happening right here. Men in tailored suits, women in breathtaking gowns, photographers weaving through the crowd. It’s glamorous, surreal… and way above anything I’ve ever experienced.“Lila! Maren! Over here!” A familiar voice cuts through the crowd.It’s Jasper from our team, waving from a table near the center. We nod, excitement blooming in our chests as we walk toward them.As we approach, Lior rises from his chair
His Tears, My Freedom 29 Soft blue threads
Lila’s POVI can’t control my heart any longer. Each moment near you, it keeps beating faster, and I don’t think I deserve to feel this way. This is why you need to find a way out of this, Lila. This… this feeling is wrong. You can’t be feeling this way towards him. He’s just your boss—someone who’s only taken you in, provided for you even without knowing anything about you. And that’s all it will ever be.I snap upright, brushing the dirt off my palms and adjusting my shirt. My fingers tremble slightly as I push my hair behind my ears, trying to steady myself.“Lila! Oh no!” Maren’s voice rings out, sharp and filled with worry.She rushes toward me, eyes wide as she reaches my side. “Are you okay? You fell!”Her gaze darts to Lior. He’s standing just a few feet away, but his attention is fixed on his phone screen. His expression is unreadable. Frozen. Like whatever he’s seeing there is too heavy to look away from.I shake my head quickly. “Yeah… I’m fine, Maren. It was just a misstep
His Tears, My Freedom 28 Tethered
Lior’s POVI watch her from where I stand, the paper still in her hand, her eyes wide and confused. But she doesn’t know what I know. She doesn’t know that I made sure this would happen.Now you can’t avoid me any longer, Lila.You chose the blue slip—your favorite color since we were kids. You used to say it reminded you of the sea you’d never seen, always dreaming about it. You’d say, “Someday I’ll see the ocean. I just know I will.” And now… maybe you don’t even remember that, but I do. That’s why I asked Daryl to include only one blue paper in the jar. I knew you’d pick it. I knew it would lead you back to me. Even if you don’t remember, maybe someday you will. And when that day comes, I hope you realize—everything I’ve done, I’ve done just to see you get closer to your dreams.Daryl claps, breaking my thoughts. “You have young master as your partner!” he announces, then leans in toward Lila and says under his breath, “Be on alert. Young master doesn’t like losing.”Lila blinks, e
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