For the past one month, Meryl has constantly begged me to tell her the identity of the man I'm seeing, but Liam told me to keep it a secret for now as he doesn't want it all over the news. I could always just secretly tell her and ask that she keeps her mouth shut, but

knowing how she loves to gossip at times, she might blurt it out.

We might both be from Oakbrook Village, but she left way earlier than I did for a better life. That's why I'm certain she knows who Liam Richards is.

While on the phone with her, I sit in front of the mirror, brushing through my wet hair and lost in thought.

"Hello? Aileen!" she yells from the other end of the line.

"Hmm? Did you say something?"

"What's wrong with you? I've noticed that you haven't really been paying attention to me during this conversation."

"Hey, it's not like that."

"Of course it is! I'm the one who's noticed it, not you. Now, what's going on?"

Thinking back to the sudden change in Liam's eyes after having a talk with his parents a few hours ago makes me clench my fist.

"It's nothing," I say to her.

"It's obvious you just don't want to tell me but I know something's wrong. Are you getting frustrated that it's taking so long to find any leads about your biological parents?" "Yes I am."

"You know what? It's not fair that you still won't tell me how you managed to hire such professionals. They obviously look expensive to hire just by the way they dress." "You're thinking too much. It was just an agency that offered to help." I try to sound dismissive.

"The same agency you won't tell me about?"

"Why do you keep asking me so many questions? The important thing is that they're doing their job, right?"

She scoffs. "Well, to be honest, they're not doing much. It's that difficult to find your parents. I thought it would be easy."

I sigh deeply. "Me too."

"Have you finally spoken to anyone back home?"

no, but Abigail keeps

not just block

that would sit too well with my

does that matter? You

but they're still my

you want nothing to do with

but it's

understand."

you again not to forget me on that

Calm down. It's not like I'm getting

I'm just making sure. Are

going the

a confident response. I guess he really does

and my heart flutters a little,

sides of the table to contain myself. His eyes scan me from head to toe as he bites his lip. "Have I told you just how much I love seeing your hair so

"Of course you have and at this

placing his hand on the side of my cheek and I close my

Do you know that?"

before, I

He chuckles.

hand sinking into

promised

time is right, I can't

desire more

u

touches me is also different each time as it gets more intense and it isn't any different right now. It almost feels like he just fights the urge to lower his hands to my thighs

rubs against me, he begins to pull away from my

I might not be able to keep my promise," he whispers

myself of how important it is to me, I look to

"So, what did you and

at his crotch as he adjusts his pants, the sensation

conversation, but it was better than what she did

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