THE LILY TRILOGY
Published by Vivian Winslow, 20 June 2014
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Having experienced a profound personal and sexual awakening during her solo honeymoon to Brazil, New York socialite Lily Baron rushes back to New York upon hearing the news that her father has fallen ill. Now, Lily must take the helm of the Baron Media empire and fend off a high-stakes hostile takeover attempt. With the fate of the company hanging in the balance, will Lily be able to resist the advances of the luring, unwanted suitor in the boardroom as well as the bedroom? Things get steamy in this highly anticipated sequel to Gilded Lily
Lily stares down at her menu, determined not to utter a single word to Dahlia until she explains herself. Even when Dahlia asked her where she wanted to eat, Lily wouldn’t give an answer. Her twin finally gave up and led her to Orsay, a French restaurant close to the hospital.
Dahlia leans her forearms on the table and studies her sister’s face, tan from the Brazilian sun. She can’t quite place it, but Lily seems different to her, more grown up somehow. Not that Lily wasn’t usually the more mature of the two, but her sister finally seems to have come out of the bubble she’d always lived in, thanks to their parents. Her sister was the charmed one, the one with all the promise who did everything she was supposed to do. Lily never got kicked out of boarding school like her twin, and she’d landed her Prince Charming at none other than Princeton. It was a storybook life that Dahlia saw right through, but she could never bring herself to rewrite it for her sister. She wanted to believe Lily would figure it out for herself, but somehow she didn’t. Perhaps she was right to do what she did. “You realize that you’re being totally immature about this, not to mention completely passive/aggressive.”
Lily glances up from the menu. “You’re kidding, right? I’m the immature one? I never slept with any of your boyfriends. Besides, Jack wasn’t just a boyfriend, he was my fiancé. Couldn’t you have kept your hands off at least one guy in this entire city?” Her voice is so loud a few people turn their heads. Not that her sister cares. Dahlia never minded the extra attention.
“I warned you time and again about Jack catting around, but you didn’t believe me. For years he made a fool of you, Lily. I tried, I really tried, but you can be so stubborn.”
“Try loyal. Something you clearly do not understand.” Lily stares her twin down.
“Jack didn’t deserve your loyalty. He wasn’t showing any when he realized I’m the one who called him. He was more than happy to jump into bed with me.” Dahlia waves a hand. “I don’t even know how you could stand to kiss him, he was terrible.”
Her twin holds up a hand. “Just stop. Enough already. You don’t get to excuse or rationalize what you did. It was awful and hurtful. Can you really expect me to forgive you for ruining the wedding or my future? Jack and I . . . .”
Lily takes in a breath. For almost two weeks in Rio, she hardly thought about Jack or her future, and it was truly liberating. She realizes that all the anger she’s unleashing on her sister, however justifiable, shouldn’t be entirely directed at Dahlia.
“How would you have felt if you’d discovered him cheating after you were married? Or had kids together. At what point would you have wanted to know?”
Dahlia pauses as the waiter delivers their cocktails. Vodka martinis, straight up, three olives. At least their drink preferences remain the same.
She takes a long drink. “You may not appreciate this now, but I did you a favor.”
“You call fucking my future husband a favor?”
“Screwing Jack felt more like a sacrifice. I swear no good deed goes unpunished, that’s for sure.” Dahlia polishes off her drink.
Lily opens her mouth to reply, but Dahlia goes on. “I get that you’re angry. I did a terrible thing, which you may
never be able to forgive, and I’ll have to live with that. I hate that I hurt you, but I couldn’t, in all conscience, see you promise your life away to that man. He didn’t deserve you.”
“It was the worst thing you could’ve done to me. I never thought that you, my sister and my closest friend, could betray me.”
Dahlia reaches her hands across the table. Lily looks away but doesn’t move her hands. If she weren’t so tired and emotionally drained from dealing with Jack, Gustavo, and her father’s stroke, she could see her twin’s sincerity. But really, she’s back where she started when she left for Rio, uncertain of what her future will bring. Maybe that’s what she’s most upset about. There was a certainty, a sort of finality that being with Jack entailed. Becoming Mrs. Jack Rothstein would define her path, and she found safety in the predictability of it all. It took going to Rio to make Lily realize that safety and security did not equal happiness. On the contrary, it only bred a sort of discontent masked by power and money. It took Marcelo and Gustavo to teach her that happiness is a moment, and if you’re open to it, it can sustain you longer than money or power.
Dahlia waves a hand in front of her twin. “Hello. Are you there?”
Lily shifts her gaze back to her sister. “Um, yeah. I’m here.” She finishes her drink.
Dahlia motions for the waiter to bring two more martinis. “I will do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness.”
“I know you think you did the right thing, but marrying Jack was still my mistake to make.” Lily sighs.
Dahlia nods. “I realize that, but . . . .”
Lily shakes her head. “There’s no defense. It was a terrible thing to do.”
“Yes, yes it was.”
“And I will be angry and hurt for as long as I want to be.”
Dahlia nods some more. “Absolutely. If you need me to disappear for a while, I can do that. I just want to know that there’s some chance that you’ll forgive me.”
Her sister takes a deep breath. “I’m sure I will, but I need time to figure out some stuff. Seems I have a whole life ahead of me that I wasn’t prepared to lead.”