Lee drove, his eyes occasionally darting towards Lily. Unable to bear the awkward silence any longer, Lily decided to explain the morning's situation. "Arthur just got drunk and rested in my room. It's not what you think."
"I didn't think anything of it, Ms. Bronte," Lee replied sincerely. "I just wanted to ask if you'd like me to take you to the mall to choose a dress first."
The atmosphere grew even more awkward. Lily turned to look out the window, clearing her throat before slowly replying, "It's just dinner. There's no need to be so formal. Let's go directly."
The car stopped in front of a breathtaking building. Lily realized that Lee's consideration wasn't unreasonable. She had been here countless times, sketching the building's exterior in her drafts, but she had never once ste
