Savannah’s POV
The ride back to the estate passed in silence, and the limited conversation once we got home went the same way, ignored by both of us.
For the next two days, I tried hard to forget the kiss we had but my brain seemed to be stuck on it and the fact that Julian didn’t see it as a thing only made me think harder.
By the third afternoon, Martha was back with another suggestion on where we needed to go as per our parents’ request, to show how happy and in love that we were.
“The public expects to see the young newlyweds enjoying the local cuisine, Madam,” she had said with a knowing smile.
So, there we were.
The cafe was beautiful, perched on a cliffside, cozy in a way that made everything look immaculate on the surface. Julian was dressed in a shirt and jean trousers with
