Lily's Point of view

I read the message on my phone a third time while I stared at it.

I want to invite you for dinner, only the three of us. There is no pressure though, Let me know if you will be coming. Marcus.

That’s right, there shouldn't be pressure.

I exhaled slowly as the words' weight began to descend on my chest. Marcus had never been the type of man to act impulsively. Every action, and every utterance have always been planned and this was no exception.

Aiden was splayed on the carpet across the room, quietly fascinated as his small fingers traced the pictures in his picture...