Poisoned Wings (HS)

Chapter 4

*Lia's pov*

I am starting to think that I'm pretty self-centered. Like, I think everything revolves around me and I should learn that it is in fact the very opposite.

People have their separate lives and I should just understand to give them their space.

From the past few minutes I'm just trying to make this fact wrap around my brain. I planned this entire evening without even asking Adam if he was free enough for that.

How could I be so selfish to make him lose his work time over something so dumb? Even the anniversary is tomorrow.

Adam had been working for the past half an hour since I came here. He works so hard and I just increase his burden by these stupid plans. I know he would love for us to have such a date, but each time that we go on such a date when he has impending work then neither can he attend the date completely nor can I enjoy it.

Sometimes when his frustration levels go high, he keeps shouting over the fact that he should have worked instead of went on that 'stupid dinner plan'. He apologises afterwards, of course, but now I just overthink whenever I'm making such plans.

With the click of his door lock, bringing me out of my spiraling thoughts, my eyes are met with his broad figure. He was wearing  cargo pants with a faded band tshirt. He looks so hot.

His eyes quickly scanning my outfit for the first time after coming here. A smirk draws over his lips and he strides towards the couch, where I have probably dented by how long I've been sitting here.

Is it normal to still be scared of him after a year of being together?

 I think it's just because he has such an intimidating personality.

He gives me a smile and says, "So, why are you so over-dressed today?"

Oh no.

He forgot what it is. He isn't one of those people who like to celebrate the monthly anniversary or even Valentine's day for that matter,  I found that out the hard way and its a story for another day, but I thought he'd atleast remember our first anniversary.

I give him a smile back. If he didn't remember then I don't want him to feel bad about forgetting it. Besides, if we're spending time together then everyday is worth celebrating, isn't it?

"I completed plotting my book today! Should we go out for dinner and celebrate it?" I cheerfully ask. We can still enjoy the plans casually without the importance of it being brought forth in light.

"Hadn't you completed the same thing a few weeks ago?" he asks back, completely ignoring my question.

"Oh no, that day I had completed reading the book I had been for months, remember I told you about the book?" I try to remind him of it.

I either read too many books in one month or I'll read just one book for months. There is no in between.

"Eh, so basically the same thing," he scoffs off. I try not to get hurt by his bashfulness. I don't know if it's just me who needs validation from every person I know about something I do.

I just want someone to be proud of me.

I fiddle with my butterfly necklace that I have been wearing since I was sixteen. Such fascinating creatures these butterflies are!

My brain is honestly such a scattered mess.

"Um, so about the dinner?" I ask again, hoping for a 'yes' as in answer.

"Honey, you know how hard I've been working on this deal. One day of peace is all I'm asking, we can go for a dinner whenever you want. Let's just spend two days of calm," he suggests instead.