Lily's POV
As the minutes ticked by, I lay on the bed, lost in my own thoughts. Chris was acting kind of nice....I mean....he didn't yell unnecessarily, he didn't glare at her like he does at me. She even hugged him....and none of that happens between us.
"Come on Lily..what are you thinking," I palmed my forehead. This is just a contract marriage. I'm just his pretend wife right? He can do whatever he wants to do and like whoever he wants to like and it won't bother me.....right? Even though it happens to be a mean, crazy maniac.
I sank back into the soft embrace of my bed, my body resting against the pillow as my mind continued to swirl with thoughts and questions. The sun cast long shadows across the bedroom floor, the curtains swaying gently in the breeze as my world felt still and silent.
I closed my eyes, trying to let the concerns and worries that had been plaguing me melt away. But it was impossible.
