TROUBLE FOR LILY

WRITER'S POV

Lily headed into the house reluctantly, dragging

her legs as much as she could in slow pace.

Gently she pushed the door and it gave way, slipping ajar. She walked into Liam's room, almost like in tiptoes.

Her heart skipped as she saw Liam standing across the other side of the room staring out of the window with hands folded to his chest.

She paused in her path for a few seconds and for the umpteenth time since she started in towards the house, she took another deep breath hoping to put her raging heart under control.

Her eyes scanned the room taking in its beautiful decor. Spacious. Elegant. Walls decorated with a mixture of dark colours of a perfect painting at a part which Lily thought was drawn there for some dark effect in the room yet Lily couldn't help but notice the exuberance despite the choice of colours.