Liana:
I sat on the chair at the dining table, not wanting to eat anything.
Dominic’s eyes would meet mine every now and then, and though I had the fork and knife in my hands, I couldn’t find myself putting anything in my mouth. If anything, the more I stayed, the more anxious I became.
My heart ached, but I knew better than to comment or say a word. If anything, I felt like I was being torn apart.
His hand wrapped around knee, taking me off guard, and I looked at him.
“Are you okay?” He mouthed, and I nodded. His eyes met mine and I put my hand on his, gently squeezing it. This was the last thing that I was going to want to deal with. I didn’t want anyone to see my weakness in my eyes, but I knew that now he did. The man not only saw how weak I was, but he saw my vulnerable state cl
