…I may not be your first love, but I hope I will be your last…
Lawrence POV:-
Here, we bound her poor soul with me and they are taking it lightly, over-confident as if we will work. How can they be collected about it when I am burning from inside?
I know Evelyn doesn't have a lover but what if she likes someone else? What if she doesn’t accept me?
Anything could happen but despite all this, she agreed for this marriage. I am deeply grateful for her.
“Okay, here goes nothing.” I sighed.
My heart began to beat so fast. Maybe I shouldn't go.
I gulped and took a deep breath and opened the door and went inside. I walked closer, my body felt frozen with strange sensations.
I looked at Evelyn, the moonlight was falling on her face enhancing her features more. She gave me a scared look and turned her gaze away from me.
“Evelyn…”
I should have known. Was she always scared of me?