Creating A Charade

Trailing behind Richard and his daughters as they walked side by side to the car, Kimberly felt the weight of guilt sink into her heart like an anchor.

"Are you okay?" Nicholas' voice floated into her ears and she looked up to see him falling into step with her.

She wondered when he had left the doctor and caught up with her. And most importantly, she wondered why he was walking and speaking with her.

"I do not remember us being close enough for you to worry about me, Mr Vice," she said with a scowl.

"You should call me Nicholas. And considering that we will be getting married soon, I believe we are close enough for me to worry about you," Nicholas said calmly.

"We haven't concluded on that yet. And even if we do end up going along with it, that doesn't mean we are close. This is business and I will appreciate it if you stay out of my personal business," she said and Nicholas shook his head.