The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 95: Bumped into

Chapter 95: Bumped into

The afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow across the room where Alex and Lily were cuddled up on the couch. Lily nestled into Alex’s chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against her cheek. Outside, the world seemed to slow down, cocooning them in a peaceful embrace.

"Have you heard from Abby? Did they find her?" Alex’s voice broke the tranquil silence, his words laced with concern.

Lily tensed slightly at the mention of her cousin, Abby.

Despite her own fears and worries, Lily couldn’t shake the pang of jealousy that surged within her at Alex’s inquiry about Abby.

"No, I haven’t heard anything yet," Lily replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil swirling within her.

"Why are you suddenly so interested in Abby?" Lily’s question hung in the air, tinged with a hint of accusation.

Alex sighed, his fingers tracing absentminded patterns on Lily’s back. "I’m not suddenly interested in her, Lily. I’m just... curious. She’s your cousin, and she’s missing. I can’t help but wonder if there’s anything I can do to help."

Lily softened at Alex’s explanation, feeling a wave of guilt wash over her for her earlier resentment. She knew he only meant well, that his concern for Abby was genuine. Yet, the green-eyed monster within her couldn’t help but rear its head at the thought of Alex focusing his attention elsewhere.

"I’m sorry, Alex. I know you’re just trying to help," Lily murmured, her voice tinged with remorse.

Alex pulled her closer, his embrace a silent reassurance of his understanding. "It’s okay, Lily. We’ll find her. Together."

The weight of Lily’s hidden secrets bore down on her as Alex’s comforting words surrounded her. While she pretended to share his concern for Abby, a subtle frown marred her features. Deep down, she despised the idea of finding her cousin, hated the thought of seeing Abby’s face plastered everywhere.

A calculated plan had been set in motion by Lily to tarnish Abby’s reputation. Lily had spread rumors, painting Abby as a girl who had run away from home with a man after her promiscuous escapades were discovered. Lily’s father had reprimanded Abby, leading her to flee. Lily reveled in the satisfaction of creating a narrative that would destroy Abby’s image.

As Alex continued to comfort her, Lily’s mind raced with deceitful thoughts. She wondered how much longer she could maintain the facade. The guilt of manipulating those around her tugged at her conscience, but the desire to see Abby suffer seemed to drown out any remorse.

Unbeknownst to Alex, Lily was the puppeteer orchestrating a malevolent plot against her own cousin. She nestled into his embrace, concealing the darkness that lurked beneath her seemingly innocent exterior. The afternoon sunlight, once warm and comforting, now cast shadows that mirrored the devious secrets that swirled within Lily’s troubled mind.

Lily shifted in Alex’s embrace, a soft smile playing on her lips as she remembered something that had been on her mind.

"You know, I saw this limited edition bag online the other day. It’s absolutely adorable, and I can’t stop thinking about it," Lily confessed, her eyes lighting up with excitement.

Alex’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he listened to Lily’s description. "That sounds like the perfect bag for my perfect woman," he declared, his voice filled with playful admiration.

Lily’s cheeks flushed at his words, a surge of affection swelling within her chest. She couldn’t help but be charmed by his genuine adoration and unwavering support.

"Where is this boutique? I’ll get it for you," Alex insisted, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Lily’s heart fluttered at his words, and she couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection for Alex. "It’s called ’Elysian Luxe’ on Fifth Avenue, and the bag is the ’Seraphim Collection.’ It’s incredibly rare and stunning."But are you sure you want to go now? We don’t have to—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Alex cut her off with a warm smile. "Of course, we’ll go now. We’re free, aren’t we?" he said, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Besides, I want to see that smile on your face when you finally get your hands on that bag."

Lily’s heart skipped a beat at his words, overwhelmed by the depth of his affection. She leaned in to press a gentle kiss against his cheek, her heart overflowing with love for the man who always knew how to make her feel cherished.

As Lily and Alex arrived at the luxurious shop, the grandeur of ’Elysian Luxe’ on Fifth Avenue greeted them with its pristine displays and elegant decor. Lily’s eyes widened with excitement as she stepped through the door, her anticipation mounting at the prospect of exploring the coveted ’Seraphim Collection.’

As they wandered through the aisles, admiring the exquisite craftsmanship of the handbags on display, Lily and Alex were completely absorbed in their own world. They laughed and exchanged playful banter, their connection deepening with every shared moment.

Suddenly, as they turned a corner, Lily and Alex found themselves face to face with a woman rushing out of the shop. Before they could react, the woman bumped into them, her attention clearly elsewhere as she was engrossed in her phone.

"Oops! I’m so sorry," the woman exclaimed, her voice apologetic as she quickly bowed and stepped aside, her gaze fixed on the screen of her phone.

Lily and Alex exchanged a puzzled glance, momentarily taken aback by the sudden encounter. They hadn’t seen the woman’s face, and she seemed in too much of a hurry to linger.

As the woman hurried away, Lily couldn’t shake the feeling of familiarity that washed over her. Something about the woman’s voice tugged at her memory,also the woman had a red hair but before she could dwell on it further, her attention was drawn back to the allure of the handbags on display.

With a shrug, Lily turned back to Alex, her excitement reignited as they resumed their exploration of the luxurious shop, unaware of the brief encounter with Abby, her presence slipping past them unnoticed amidst the opulence of ’Elysian Luxe.’