'So, are you going to admit that youŕe trying to steal my mother?" I say, before digging into my cereal." Milla!" Mom scolds me as she places the plate full of food infront of Liam.I pout at her." I like aunt Celia's food." Liam responds, before digging into his food." So you admit that you are here for ----" " Milla Rosaline Nelson, leave my son alone.' I gasp dramatically." Mom, am I not your only child? What happened to Love?' ' Don't be silly, finish up.' She shakes her head, ignoring my dramatics.I poke my tongue out at her when she turns her back at us, continuing with what she's been doing.My eyes widen a little when I notice dad watching me. I hadn't even noticed him standing at the doorway, watching all of us.He was the one whom opened the door earlier, to discover Liam standing our doorstep still in his pjs. I swear that I had to blink a couple of times while standing on the stairs, trying to make sure I was seeing right.This is the third time he's done this and I

*Why did I let them have their way?* *Why did I let them have their way?* *How could I do that? Do I not have a backbone anymore or what?* ' You are part of us Milla.' Mr Myers' words return to mind, serving as a reminder of what truly influenced my agreement to joining the family for dinner tonight. It's not in the words per se, but the proud look he wore on his face as he said those words. Conversation has happened and Mr Myers has always been kind to me ,he has always had my best interests at heart and despite a few events that were not so good, he was never dismissive of me. He listened to view and heard me out, so why should I be any different towards him, when once again he's being welcoming. ' I'm doing this out of respect for him and showing gratitude for his kindness, that's it.' *I mean, how bad could the dinner be? It's just a one time thing, nothing big.* "A one time thing." I say to myself. After covincing myself about the main purpose for going, I pull myself

" Sorry I'm late, traffic." He spoke.It's confirmed before my very own eyes that he's here. I knew that my gut feeling about this dinner wasn't far off. My hesitation was another proof along with the phone call.Oh my gosh, I missed his call.What if he was about to tell me that he would show up tonight?Stupid me.But how would he have known that I would be here? No, this is all just a coincidence, right? He stands tall and expensive looking, nothing far from the last time I saw him. Handsome with dark hair, green eyes and tanned skin, broad shoulders and a scar?Wait, he had no scar visible by his eye before, where did it come from?"That's okay, we are glad you could make it." Mr Myers says." Let me introduce you to everyone." Mrs Myers turns to everyone and says, " everyone, before you is Mr Shard, he has shown interest in joining Myers Industries ." Wait, what?No way, did I hear right?I am tongue tied right now and am so stunned. I know I need to better compose myself but

~A Few days later......~My reflection stares back at me as I spend time taking care of my hair. It's one of those chilled days but I am anything but chilled. I feel quite exhausted to be honest and would love for the day to pass by, without anything triggering or attractive for stress to give attention my way. I've kept to myself like I have always done but this time, I made sure that none I know could get a hold of me. I need time to myself and have been making damn sure, to make it possible.It's been quiet and I've liked that. I instantly regret standing before the mirror for too Long, because soon I find myself getting lost in time. My thoughts take me back to that night and once again, an unwelcome unsettling feeling takes over. ~ Flashback ~ Days ago.~William has finally left the room and joined the rest of us. I haven't missed his eyes glancing my way a couple of times, not making any secret that his attention is on me. Mrs Myers

There's distance between us. I made sure that there would be one because I needed to gather my thoughts. The information I've just received feels like a set back to be honest. I've been under the impression that only a few months remained before we had to negotiate something.It hadn't been easy, trying to gather all I can to cover the loan that now I was under, a loan from William. William is pretty understanding but that doesn't mean it has not been uncomfortable, knowing that I owe him so much money. It is true that he played a dirty trick into making me sign that marriage contract, under influence but still, he did help me out and paid the debt that hung heavily over my shoulders.Now I don't have to worry about the house loan but paying him back. I'm not the proudest in the way everything was solved, but what choice did I have?I tried everything I could to gather the money together, while also struggling with witnessing my mother deteriorating health. That period of my life fe