My soul

Lilly

The moment I spotted Rick, my spirits lifted. After all, I’ve known him for almost two decades. We got along better than Jack and I. He understood me better than Jack.

“You look tired.” Rick mumbled into my hair as he hugged me, then spun me around.

I giggled. Probably not a good scenario if caught by the paparazzi.

“Geez, thanks! You don’t look so great yourself,” I scoffed.

In his suit, he looked much older than his thirty-four years. It was probably why Noona preferred him wearing suits. She didn’t want anyone to get wind that he was six years younger.

“I got us some food.” He pointed to platters on the table. “Strawberry poppyseed salad, and a Mediterranean sandwich, just in case you’re not in the mood for a salad.”

Oddly, my stomach churned but I ignored it. It had been a weird day.

“Thank you. How much do I owe you?”

“It’s on me.” He grinned wide. “I want to hear all the details about what the hell is going on.”

I groaned, shooting a glance over my shoulder. “It’s a long s