Liam Pov Miss Blake sat beside me. Her eyes looked slightly swollen, subtle, but not enough to escape notice. Faint traces of tears lingered, as if she had wiped them away in a hurry.Something is not right but why is it bothering me more than it should have? I am engaged to Rose and should concentrate on her.I turned my head to the right. Rose was busy with her meal, perfectly composed, as if nothing around her required attention.“Mr Turner, please pass the steak.” I turned to the source of the voice. Miss Blake's soft, polished yet familiar voice drew my attention.I looked at her. Miss Blake gestured for the plate. I nodded and reached for the plate. As I handed it to her, our fingers brushed accidentally for a fraction of a second.Yet my body reacted before my mind could. I felt a faint jolt. A shiver ran down my spine. I stilled.Why are all these feelings known? As if I had gone through them long before. “I’m sorry,” I said automatically. But she had already with
Read more