Author's POV.Mercedes lowered her hand from her chest and nervously ran her finger over her fingernails as if searching for something invisible beneath them. She had never felt attracted to women, but with Elise, it was different. It started as a plan, but things changed when Mercedes realized that they had a lot of things in common.Mercedes also discovered what it meant to have someone who truly cared about her. Her parents might act caring, but that was far from the truth. They just wanted to make sure that she had a perfect life and lived up to the standards of the society.Elise might have had no idea who she was, but she showed more affection to Mercedes than those who claimed to care for her.'I'm in love,' Mercedes thought, and a smile shakily came on her lips.She didn't feel sad about her emotions. She only felt shocked that she stopped having feelings for Damien, so quickly."I can't believe this is happening to me," Mercedes touched her chest again and laughed. "This is

Author's POV. Tears filled Elise's eyes and her heart began beating rapidly in her chest. It was thumping so loudly that she thought Damien would hear it, not like that was possible."Oh my God," Elise whispered in astonishment. "I can't believe this, I didn't expect this,""It's a surprise, you aren't supposed to expect it. However, you should've known that I wanted to spend my life with you and to do that, I need to make you my wife," Damien declared with a hopeful smile. "So, Elise Sinclair, will you become my wife and spend eternity with me?" Damien asked. "Of course, I'll marry you," Elise chuckled, extending her hand. "It's a big yes from me,"Damien exhaled sharply and a broad smile spread across his lips. He retrieved the ring from the engagement box and wore it on her finger.He quickly kept the box in his pocket and rose to his feet. Elise drew him into her embrace and crashed her lips on his. She didn't care if her lipstick smeared. She just wanted to kiss him passionat

Author's POV."These cookies are so good," Damien said, chewing on the kitty-shaped cookies."Are they more delicious than the ones that Mercedes made for you?" Elise suddenly asked.Damien glanced at her, wondering where that question came from. He was short of words for a second."You haven't answered my question," Elise said, staring intently at him."Those cookies were good and these are good as well. Don't put me in a tight spot," Damien replied."So, you can't decide which one is better," Elise frowned, folding her arms underneath her breasts."Why are you trying to find an issue where there is none?" Damien asked, putting up an exhausted expression."I just wanted to know if my cookies were better, but I guess not," Elise pouted, then turned her back on him.She had prepared those cookies specially for him and she was happy about how amazed he was. But then, she recalled that he had a similar reaction when Mercedes brought his favorite cookies, she couldn't help but feel jealou