Cleo’s POV
I couldn’t be mad with Roman or his family for their accusations. Had it been my own mum I’d want answers too. I hadn’t however expected Layla to stock the wardrobe for me though as I vaguely remembered Roman saying she was a hard person to get along with and that she hated everyone. Once I got dressed Roman came up beside me lacing his fingers through mine as he bought my hand to his lips placing a gentle kiss. My heart fluttered at the small romantic gesture.
“So, what will Henrik do?” Keeping my voice calm I needed to know in order to mentally prepare myself.
“I honestly couldn’t tell you, but my father would know. He wouldn’t allow it to go ahead if her didn’t. If you want, we can both go and ask?” I thought he would say that. I wanted to stay here in the safety of these
