“It’s wonderful, Sebastian James. I just haven’t seen this side to you before; it’s delightful.”
Her initial thoughts about this friend of mine coming to London and not being a friend at all are slowly coming true, if her expression is anything to go by.
I don’t bother denying anything, knowing she’s right.
Lily has never been just a friend to me.
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I’m standing in the supermarket, realising how rare it is that I go food shopping.
Who knew there were so many types of snacks?
I’m contemplating which one to get and have just decided to buy a selection.
Hopefully, she likes some of them.
Next, I go over to the drinks section. Also, the choices are endless here.
By the time I’m done, the whole cart is full of all kinds of snacks, drinks, medicines, and fruit.
When I get back, I check on Lily, and she’s having one of her wake-windows, so I bring her some soup and the snacks.
I sit down on the edge of the bed.
“How are you feeling?”
I’m tempted to grab her hand, but I realise she may not appreciate that, considering everything.
The priority now is her recovery.
“Tired, but a little better. I’m not as dizzy at least,” she says.
I gesture to some of the snacks, and Lily starts laughing.
“What?” I ask, wondering if I got it all wrong.
What if she doesn’t like anything?
“Did you buy the whole store?” she snickers, making me roll my eyes at her.
I didn’t even bring everything I bought in; some of it is in the kitchen, but I may have gone a little overboard.
“I wanted you to have something you like,” I tell her.
She sighs and gives me a beautiful smile.
I’ve missed having that smile aimed my way.
“Thank you, Sebastian. You’re amazing,” she tells me, making me feel like I might be the next one to faint.
Nothing feels as good as having her look at me in this way again.
She sips some of the soup, groaning.
“God, I think I might have to marry Harriet.”
I chuckle.
