Her eyes move around the room again.
The silence gets loud.
I take a step closer. “Lily, I thought this would make you happy.”
“I know.”
That’s all she says.
She turns toward the door. “I need to go.”
My stomach drops. “Wait. What?”
“I need to go.”
“Lily, talk to me.”
“I can’t right now.”
“Did I do something wrong?”
She stops with her hand on the doorframe, her back to me. For a second, I think she’s going to turn around and tell me. She’s going to explain it, and I’ll fix whatever part I missed, but she doesn’t. She just shakes her head.
“I can’t do this right now.”
Then she walks out.
I follow her to the door, but I don’t block her or try to make her stay. I just stand there and watch her get in her car.
That too-wide smile is gone now, and I don’t feel better seeing her real expression.
“Lily,” I call out.
She closes her door.
I call her before she even pulls out of the parking lot.
No answer.
I send a text.
Me: Talk to me. Please.
She drives away.
I stand in the doorway of the studio, phone in my hand, staring at the room I thought I got right.
Turns out, I changed something.
Just not the way I wanted to.
Chapter 34 Lily
“He bought you a studio?” Porsche screeches in my ear. Charisse tries to answer, but one of the twins starts crying in the background.
“Yes.” I sigh.
“And you’re not happy?”
