Lillian’s POV
Every time I see Alex, my blood boils. His smug face, the way he smirks at me as if he knows something I don't. It's infuriating. I swear, if he pesters me one more time, I might just lose it.
But, as much as I hate to admit it, there's a part of me that enjoys our constant bickering. It's like a dance, a dangerous tango where neither of us wants to be the first to give in. Yet, here we are, locked in this perpetual cycle of insults and eye rolls.
Today is no different. I have an important exam at the studio, and I'm already running late because my son, Philip, just got discharged from the hospital after a nasty flu.
I thought of Julia, I should be by her bedside right now but I have an important exam to take so I made a mental note to stop by at the hospital after toda
