till react to it in a good manner, but he had been busy

en to him by the first set of customers at his former work

taring at Fiona, his hands reaching for her

king you look moody" Romsey asked, spre

d purchased a flower for her, but that was not the grandest thing about it, h

on his face, "Someone gave this to me at my friend's office,

d to look back at him, the smirk on her face revealing how u

etty gifts, you're so broke and poor!". she said, unknown to her and Romsey that the black card in Romsey's hands had sev

e complaints at home, it has a

ing ring is faded, I wouldn't know if you think of me as being "Lord of

n life". "I understand your fears and would do anything to prove to you that I

ything to ea

le to fetch something for yourself" Fiona

anged, he reaches for the water basin, and dips his hands, he can feel the coldness in it, he close

the delicious aroma of food. Instead, he was met with empti

muttered, his voice

th a mixture of fear and bewilderment. He hurried to the room, his steps quickening with e

a mirage. The sight before him was all too real-Fiona, in the arms of a man he

rs, her expression a mix

dn't you see your ring inside the plate on the table? Didn't you check underneath to find the d

**

trayal. Pain etched across his face, mirroring the anguish in his heart as he sto

y. Pain swirled inside him, turning in

k. I can't settle with a poor boy in exchange for a man, you're just too poor for my liking. I'm sick a

I'm too poor for you," he said, his words sharp. "Can you please allow me

nt. Lucas didn't even glance up from his phone, showing no care for the pain h

ed out, his voice tinged

lowly, a smug expressio

ny. I'm the head there, and no one can question me," he boaste

msey's voice cracked with shame, his face flushed with embarrassment. It felt as though

t he held them back. He didn't want to cry in front of Fiona,

right now," Romsey said, his voice

nd, her hand landed on his cheek with a sharp slap. Romsey fe

fists tightened as he walked towa