A Date?

Between juggling work, handling the aftermath of Isabella's outburst and visiting Aaron occasionally, three days had gone by in the blink of an eye.

After yet another stressful day at work, Lily stood outside Aaron's room, a bouquet of flowers squeezed tightly in her hands.

Today was the day that he was meant to be discharged.

For some reason, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Relief and the slight guilt that still lingered from dragging him into her own mess and getting him injured.

Taking a bullet for her was no joke. And as much as it made her feel guilty, it also made butterflies erupt in the pit of her stomach.

Taking a bullet was no joke, yet, he'd done that for her. Without even thinking twice.

Just how deep did his feelings run for her? And what exactly has she done to deserve such feelings?

Sighing out gently, she raised her hand, but just before her knuckle could connect with the door, it slid open and Abel stood there, momentarily stunned.

"Miss Arkwright?" He l