Millie

Chapter Thirty one- Friday nights.

Olympia and I had spent two hours on the roof of our house, talking about everything and anything. She encouraged me to be honest with Millie tonight, so that I could stop torturing myself about Ava, and commit myself to Millie without anything dragging us down further. I wanted to tell her she was being hypercritical since she wouldn't tell Cam she loved him, she wouldn't even tell me she loved him, but I was hopeful my sister would one day feel comfortable enough that she would share it with me. I wish she would. I was guessing Camilla was a form of torture she was currently enduring silently, although she clearly had found happiness with Daisy, a girl who was making her smile again, and excited once more to wake up every day. I really, really, really loved Daisy for Olympia. It felt like Daisy was the person that O had been waiting for, someone just for her. Unlike the ex boyfriend, I could see O actually falling for Daisy, and it being the first taste of love that she could finally enjoy, and have fun with, innocently.

I put on a little dress, that I knew Millie liked. It was pretty, and light blue, and Millie said it matched my eyes. She also said it gave her a great view of my breasts, but let's not focus on the sexual side of this date. I didn't think it would even get to a passionate kiss, let alone touching or the removing of this dress. Millie may not ever want to touch me again, that was the truth, once she heard who had done in her absence.

We weren't together, a fact, it wasn't cheating, a fact I didn't quite believe, because I felt as guilty as I would probably have if I had cheated on her. She had told me she didn't care about the details whilst we were apart, but I'm pretty sure that's because she didn't anticipate the details to include my ex girlfriend.

When I thought about Millie, I thought about her in the now, here with me, working it out. Then I thought about her six months from now and figuring out our living situation together. In a year from now we would be domesticated and loving life, in two years from now getting engaged, three, having her become Mrs's Millie Nomikos, and in six years from now I saw us holding our babies and living our why. I saw her there with me, in every day, in every month, and in every year... for as long as I was breathing. Millie had to forgive me, without her my future vanished right before my eyes, because she was it, she was it.

I came down the stairs to my Moms stood there at the bottom. My Mom had her arms wrapped around my Mama from behind, and her chin on her shoulder.

"There's our first" Mom observed as I walked down the last couple of steps.

Mama reached out and adjusted the strap on my dress for me, cupping my chin briefly with a loving gaze, once she had "You look perfect my darling" she observed.

"Millie is lucky to have you" Mom said, releasing my Mama and coming around her to hug me. She held me tight. "And you her" she whispered, before kissing my forehead.

"I'm not sure she's been lucky to have the me of late, but I'm gonna spend every day going forward making sure she feels like the luckiest girl in the world"

"I know you will" Mom said, taking my Mamas hand beside her. "We know you love her"

The ring on the doorbell makes me jump "whose that" I asked.

"Aunty Avery" Mom said going to the door and opening it up.

She walked in and smiled "Hey family, oooh Wren looking gorgeous. Whose the lucky girl? Millie?" She asked.

I nodded "Yes, Aunty Ave... I think you met" I replied teasingly. I gestured toward her "and whose got you all dressed up? A date?"

Mom grabbed her by the arms, and pretended to warm her up, rubbing at her shoulders "Aunty Avery is going out on a second date" she announced. "It's the first woman whose made it passed the first date in over a year"