WRITER'S POV

Helen's eyes burned with fury and her fists clenched really hard. Earlier on while returning from her home where she had gone to see her parents. She had seen Liam preparing a table for two in the gazebo with assorted dishes. She had watched on, in hidden, behind a portion of the balcony while he delicately arranged it like nothing else mattered in the world.

Only for him to walk out next followed closely behind by Lily. She nearly crushed her fingers at the rate she ...