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Varda's POV Elisa rose to her feet and flashed me a warm smile before mouthing. “I will be here if you need anything.”I nodded my head at her, bidding her goodbye. Once Elisa was out of my room. I rushed towards the door to lock it in order to avoid anymore interruptions. My legs moved fast towards the direction of my closet, I opened it widely and fetched the phone out of it. Surprisingly for me, the phone had stopped ringing. Who would have thought the caller would eventually stop calling?I picked up the phone and gazed at it, it was completely unfamiliar to me. However, I felt uneasy. This phone could either be a good thing to me or a bad thing. A bad thing in the sense that what if this was one of Stephen's tricks to test me and I was falling bait to it. I gazed at the phone one last time before swiping the screen up. Surprisingly, the phone was not locked so it was easy for me to access it. The wallpaper was a flower, one I could not identify. I shrugged and scrolled throu

Varda's POV My heart raced extremely fast as I gazed at the phone in my purse, ringing loudly. It was strange because the phone looked unfamiliar to me and worse of it all, how could it have gotten into my purse without me knowing?The unknown caller seemed to very persistent, this was the fifth time the phone was ringing and I knew that if I did not pick the call, it probably would not stop ringing. Just as my hands reached for the phone, I heard the sound of footsteps drawing closer to my room. I did not want anybody knowing about the phone, at least not until I had figured out what it was doing in my bag and how it had gotten there in the first place. I hastily picked up the phone and tossed it into my closet, my pile of clothes would do a great job hiding the sound of the ringing tone and the phone. Luckily for me, immediately I shut the closet doors closed, Elisa stepped into my room. I forced a smile on my face and hastily jumped on my bed. “What are you doing here Elisa?”

Varda's POV I was beyond irritated at how Davis had completely wasted my time. The worse part was how he was so unapologetic about it. Clenching my fist tight and gritting my teeth, I walked out of his apartment. A part of me kept wishing he would call me back, I even slowed my steps just because of him but none of my wishes came to pass. Davis practically watched me walk out of the apartment. Once I got into the car, Clara was sitting in the back seat, her arms folded and legs crossed. The mischievous smirk on her face made my anger increase. There was absolutely nothing to smile about. I got into the car and sat besides her, I bet my frown was evident because Clara's next words had a hint of mockery in them. “So I am guessing that did not go so well?” A small scoff escaped from my lips. Even if I wanted to rant to someone, Clara was not even an option. “Can we leave now?” I paused to shoot dagger glares at her. “Also, can you move to the front seat? It is really uncomfortable

Varda’s POVI felt guilty, just blurting out the truth. It made me feel like I was using him when I had not actually gotten anything from him yet. Although he was right, there was really no point beating around the bush, not if I had less than an hour to talk to him. I would probably never get the opportunity to come out like this and see him, I needed to get everything I could get out of him as fast as possible. “I am sorry.” I mumbled an apology when I realized he had been quiet for too long. Maybe I had hurt him with the truth. “For?” Davis paused to choke out a hysteric laughter. “I am not sure. Everything just feels wrong. It feels like I am using you.” I bow my head low in embarrassment and I feel sudden regret for being too expressive about my feelings. I should have just pretended like I actually visited because I missed him! I mentally scolded myself and bit my lower lip, Davis’ silence was killing me on the inside. “Are you though? Are you using me or does it just feel

Varda's POVI wanted to ask him why he quit his job but I was afraid he would not react so well to my question, I had the feeling he would try to shift the blame on me so I remained speechless unsure of whether to console him or not. Davis eventually cleared his throat, interrupting the minutes of silence between us. "Do you want to come in?" He raised a brow at me. A heavy sigh of relief escaped from my lips. I snuck a glance at Clara and she flashed me a cheeky smile. At least that meant he was not completely mad at me."Sure, I would love to." I immediately replied when I realized I had not given a response. Davis' gaze shifted to Clara. "She is with you right?"I nodded my head in agreement. "Yes, she is my..." I paused halfway my sentences because I was unsure of what to address Clara as. I did not want to call her bodyguard because that sounded too serious and i had a feeling it would make Davis uncomfortable too so I could not help but brainstorm the right word to use. "Bod

Varda's POV I kept asking the receptionist until she eventually got irritated and asked me to leave. I stepped outside of the station, I was completely confused and so was Clara."Who is this Detective Carter guy we are looking for?" Clara asked eyeing me with concern. A small sigh escaped from my lips. "He is my friend. Or at least was my friend until I got imprisoned by Stephen." I ranted. Although that was a lie. Davis was not my friend, he was more than a friend to me. Davis used to be my boyfriend. He was my ex until my parents forced me into a relationship with Alex. Davis and I had ended things on a really bad note and I felt guilty that I was finally visiting him, only because I needed him for my own selfish desires. I marched towards the car, fully aware of one last place I could check before eventually giving up on Davis. "What are you doing? Are we headed back home?" Clara asked. I got into the car and she joined me in the back seat this time. "No, I have one last pl