Pure Perfection

JULIANA'S POV

"Do you need any help"

I turned around to meet meet the emerald green eyes of Tyberias. He looked handsome as ever, but I didn't miss the look of tiredness that washed over his face. My eyes ran up and down his body and I realised that he was dressed in an all black suit, even his shirt was black. Weird.

When I was about to accept his offer, I remembered how he didn't even bother to text me back

"No. I'm fine." I snapped and began to walk away before he lightly grabbed by wrist and began to reach for my bags.

"Let me help" he said taking the bags from my grasp.

"I said I'm fine" I replied pulling my bags back with too strong of a force causing one of my bags to fall on the floor.

More specifically , my Victoria's Secret bag, revealing the lingerie I had just bought.

I quickly bent down, shoving the underwear in the bag, my embarrassment evident on my face. I heard him clear his throat before speaking

"Why won't you let me help you?"

"Why didn't you texted me back?" Oh god, I sound so desperate right now.

I saw him sigh.

"Look, it's been a tough few weeks. I was busy"

My anger slowly disappeared as noticed how tired he really looked. It seemed like he hadn't shaved in days and his hair was slightly messier than it usually was. His eyes didn't have the familiar friendliness that I was used to, instead they looked cold and empty.

"What happened?" I asked, deciding to place my right hand on his arm.

the stomache when I felt him tense beneath me. I quickly removed my

you need to worry about now let me help you

you insist" I said. My hands did ache, after

led me to his expensive car. I was surprised that he was driving

was quiet. But then

come you're living with your mother now, I never got to

'too old' so she's

mean 'this

was pregnant with Estella, she got sent home because she was shot in the shoulder. I tried to convince her not to go but she was adamant and wanted to 'serve her county' plus, we were tight on

money?

mean we don't necessarily have a lot, but I'm grateful because we're fortunate enough to be in

The dull expression he wore was

rest of the

the

opened and he walked me to my door and handed my

saw him scratch his stubble

should get going,

looked like he was about to say something but decided

"Yeh,okay", he nodded

was supposed to apologise for being and asshole and ask me to let him make it up to

halfway down the hall when I finally decided to

not too loud. He stopped and turned around

sometime?" I stared down, not being able to

He hesitated before answering.

much as I want to say yes, I don't think that's a