“I made breakfast,” Finn said nervously when Lily got back from her early morning training with Liam.
Lily looked at the two plates of scrambled eggs, toast and bacon on their dining room table, noticing the fresh vase of flowers that he’d put in the center as well.
“I told Liam I would meet him in the dining hall after I showered,” she admitted to him with a wince. “But I’ll tell him I can’t make it,” she added when Finn’s hesitant smile dropped and disappointment darkened his eyes.
He was clearly trying, and the least she could do was eat the breakfast he had made. It had been four days since she and Emily had been attacked and things between her and Finn hadn’t gotten better. Lily had to admit that she wasn’t helping things by pushing him away at every turn and keeping herself emo
