Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

The both of us trudge down the garden in silence as I gaze at his back.

Why would he come so soon? I expect he has more important work to do than to help me to move in with.

Just the thought of moving in with him leaves me slightly weary.

I barely know the guy.

Anything can happen.

And that's what I'm worried about but who wouldn't be? "Why did you come so soon?"

I find myself asking, "Not that I didn't want you to but I gather you have more important things to do."

I finish somewhat lamely.

Damien glances over his shoulder to look at me.

"I perceived you would rather I make this happen as soon as possible."

With that he turns around and fastens his pace.

Damien is sort of right about that.

There's this one part of me, that actually wants to go with him, to leave this place- more in particular, my fathers ever so watchful eye— and for all this to be just over and done with.

The other part of me, wants to stay here and wallow in my memories of what could have been.

I mean nearly everyone feels the same, don't they? I nod my head and go to thank him but just at that moment, he opens the door and enters into the house through the kitchens back door.My eyes immediately dart to my family standing in the middle and not even a moment later is my mother pulling me into her, hugging the life out of me.

Even Sarah joins in the hug while my mother coos various things in my ear.

However my father stands there rigidly, barely glancing at me.

By the time we all pull away, Damien has gone out to the front of the house.

Following behind him into the living room, I notice two people carrying the boxes from my bedroom and out of the house.

I peak my head out the front door only to see a black car standing right next to Damien's car where he himself is, tapping away on his phone.

Noticing me, he puts his phone away and comes over to me, where I stand in the entry way to talk to my father about certain things.

Once again, I say my goodbyes with plentiful of hugs from my mother and sister.

I turn to my father, not too sure on what to do however he answers for me by walking away.

My face falls at his actions but I quickly plaster on a fake smile.

Turning to Damien, I brighten my smile up a notch since I have a feeling he usually sees through all these little occurrences.

I'm apparently correct as Damien quickly scans my face but thankfully he doesn't say anything regarding it.

Finishing my final goodbyes, I soon find myself sitting in Damien's car as a lapse of silence greets us.

He's always so quiet.

"Thank you."

as the silence gets too much for

the road, not

good

slightly frustrates

my statement he nods

what exactly is going on?"

to just

my fiancée as

He answers simply.

at him, "So we're going through with this whole marriage thing.’ Damien takes his eyes

to please him and then later on we will

out

what I had thought

you can date other people but you will have to be careful with your relationships so no one too important finds out.’ As he says this he

I shake my

date.’ Damien slightly tilts his head at me, almost in a questioning way

"Neither do I."

and I find myself biting my lip so as to

the drive

with him as it might take a good hours drive to

can't sit idly

there but all I get in return

glance out the window, taking in the

feel this sudden urge

ask him if he wants to play ‘I

my seat and out of the corner

we turn into a very posh looking neighborhood with its huge mansions, neatly

manners until they start to get

into one of their driveways but instead he turns onto a small

moments and then I slowly

drops open at the sight before me and numerous times I glance at Damien and then the

In the middle of a small clearing with tress covering every side,

an incredibly modern mansion of sorts completely made

off

smile onto my face as I look at the stone and wooden framework of the house with erected

chimney billowing

one should truly never

that quote unfortunately and continue

"You live here?"

I find myself asking.

and

All that nodding.

parks the car in the driveway and opens

continue to gaze at the house

like something out of

holding the car door open for me.I smile up at him

car— which had followed us— where all

of my

"Let yourself in.

him let me carry a few things but he still doesn't let me

walk towards the entryway and insert the key into

its way onto my face as I take in the interior of

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