~DORIAN’S POV~
We enter the cabin to enjoy some time in solitude. Whilst we’re alone, I take her to a corner and cage her between the wall and me.
“What are you planning to do?” asks Cecilia, smiling but reluctant to look into my eyes.
I get closer to her face and then look into her eyes that reflected my image. Upon seeing myself, I came to the realization that I haven’t changed in any way.
“Even after my father’s untimely death, I don’t think I have changed much. Why did you accept my father’s wish to marry me?” I have been troubled by this thought ever since she agreed to it.
She places her tiny hands on my cheeks, as she reveals, “Your father saved my life. If he hasn’t come to take me on that fateful day, then I would’ve died. I owe my life to him. Fulfilling his dying wish i
