I met Emilia’s door slightly open, just as I strolled down the corridor, back at my father’s residence. As I peeped through, I saw her zipping down her strapless emerald green dress, that hugged her skin. I sneaked in quietly and shut the door behind me. Emilia jumped at the sound of the door slamming against the door frame, fear gripping her soul. “What do you want Lucas?” She asked, her eyebrows blinking rapidly with anxiety. I walked towards her slowly, my footsteps clicking the ground. “Where have you been the whole day?” I questioned, my voice deep and menacing. “Somewhere that’s none of your business?” She replied, her voice quivery, taking steps backwards as I moved closer. “Wowww, you have some guts you know”. I muttered, beating my palms together, my brows furrowed. “Don’t you think it’s about time we start planning our wedding?” Emilia bent slightly, her hands reaching for her bed side drawer. “Your health is better, what’s stopping us now,
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