Chapter One

Aimie Peters a simple lady she has the traits that could pass a fairy petite, with a luminous smile, snow-like skin, brown long hair. Her beauty serene your soul. One day her father loving and caring father lock her in a small house in the heart of the serpentine forest, her beauty mesmerize the young man in their old town, some of the man want to abduct her and make her their bride. After her father lock her up, he vanish in the thin air and he never comes back. Aimie felt betrayed, powered by anger she open the door of her little house and run into the wilderness of the forest, she screams her lungs outs and cry endlessly. She grieved, she thought she doesn’t deserve the world, she thinks the world punishes her because of her beauty, she made a loud cry of hopelessness and desperation that she would never go out of her again. 

On the other side of the forest someone hears aimie’s cry for desperation, the man smirks and whispers something in the air.

When my father decided to leave me, I thought of taking my life too. I can't take it anymore. The sadness of him being away from me is killing me. I even wish that I will never go out of this house anymore, I said to my self that I will kill myself little by little. Everyday I become lifeless, I always cry my heart out, skip meals and even drink water. My life is miserable. My dad locked me up and left me, no one by my side anymore. Everyone leaves me behind my mom, my dad.

 I thought I myself was a curse, this beauty that I have is a curse. This face brought a lot of problems so I decided to ruin my face, so I vigorously ran to the bathroom. I saw a scissor, grabbed it and decided to cut my hair and my face. As I see my face through the mirror the horror of the truth is hunting me that this beautiful face cause all of this misfortune with a trembling hands I decided to make a big cut through my cheeks, the coldness of the metal soothing the my cheeks feels nostalgic as I bury the sharp scissor in my cheeks, I heard my dad whisper “Don’t waste your life my precious angel, your mom will be sad if you take your life” from that phrase my tears furiously drop from my cheeks, I slump heavily on the floor, the words took a big lump in my heart. I questioned myself, why did I do it? When you feel like the world crumbles, someone will pick you up. That sentence my dad said I want to renew my life. I gather myself up and plan on what I would do to recover.

 I cleaned up myself, I cleaned the whole house, and I cooked my meal. From now on I wouldn’t waste this life for nothing. I became more active as the day passed by, but I didn’t have the courage to go out of the house to wander around the forest. But one day when I was bored and had nothing to do, I wandered around the front yard of the house, and decided to give it a make-over. I entered my house hurriedly to look for some tools that will help me to clean the weeds, when I have all the tools I excitedly ran over the front yard but unfortunately I stumble, I can feel that I will kiss the soil but someone grab my hand so that I can't kiss the floor.

 He pulled me upwards so I could stand on my feet. In my horror a man was towering right beside me, with a massive body, perfect face, high bridge nose, beautiful lips, thick brows, and a beautiful green pair of eyes. But because of my reflexes I punched his face and ran inside my house not minding if he’s hurt or not. As I entered my house and hurriedly locked my doors. 

I heard him chuckle and said “you punched like a mad man,” I peek through the peephole to see if he’s away now but he took a glance in the peep hole and stared like he stared through my soul and smirked and just like that he walked away coolly.

From that day I didn’t dare to walk out of my house and wander again. I don’t want to have an interaction with that man again, an arrogant man, he looks like a walking heart breaker. I was bored the whole week just laying, cleaning, cooking, and sleeping. When I was nearly out of my mind I decided to go out of the house and fix my front yard wishing that the guy wouldn’t show up again. While I'm busy giving war to the stubborn weeds, the rain started to fall, in my life I didn’t experience showering in the rain, this is the time that I will experience the coldness of the rain in my skin, the water trickles down my face, I enjoyed dancing in the rain I like the coldness seeping through my skin. 

Aimie doesn’t know that someone is secretly watching her from afar, secretly protecting her from harm.

The cold of the wind and air is getting through my skin, I stopped because I might gets sick because of over showering in the rain and I don’t remember myself being a sporty, so hurriedly took a shower and change my clothes into a more comfy pajamas and suddenly wanted make myself a hot choco, after I make my favorite hot choco, I sat down by the window and watch as the rain ruthlessly pouring outside, while holding the hot choco in my hand the smoke that comes from the hot choco, makes my mood bright and calm the scenery makes my soul calm. I reminisce about the events in my life, good and bad. I learned that bad things come to your life because they have a bigger role in the future, it may or may not now but someday it will have its purpose in your life.

The scene made me sleepy so I went to my bed and dozed off to sleep. I woke up shivering and cold, I wanted to change my clothes into warmer clothes but when I got up, I felt dizzy and fell down in my bed. I felt bad, I just want to enjoy the rain but here I am sick, my eyes wants to close and sleep again, so I just curled up and doze of to sleep but I felt someone sat at the edge of my mattress making it move but I was dizzy and nauseous to look at it. Something warm embraces me, the warmth is soothing under my skin, the warmth my body wants to feel, I become comfortable and the shivering I feel slowly fading away, all throughout the night the warmth feeling didn’t leave until I became better. The next morning I woke up with a positive feeling of being well now, my sickness from yesterday was gone like a shooting star. I didn’t remember anything from last night, I got up, washed my face, and brushed my teeth. I was dancing through a tip toeing going to my kitchen when I saw something on my table, I walked nearer and I removed the cover of it, in my surprise I saw food, a soup to be specific. I don’t remember cooking something yesterday or it's just my mind doing tricks on me that I really indeed cooked my food. 

I felt a lot better when I ate the soup and decided to wander around the front yard, to my surprise all the stubborn weeds were nowhere to be found, thinking I didn’t finish pulling them off yesterday, hmm a little suspicious right? But who else would do this, it's not his lawn and it's not his job to help me. My mind has a lot of questions, I was startled when someone appeared like a flash in front of me. That boyish smile is dangerous, all of him looks dangerous.

“ I’m not dangerous, milady, “ his deep voice growls like a wolf. I was in awe and wondered why he knew in my mind.

“ Your face says it all,“ he said again with a smile in his face. 

I smiled and uttered the words “ Don’t talk to me, you’re a stranger to me,”. But he just smirks, handling his right massive hand towards me.

“ Fourth Archer Miller,“ he said with a hint of smirk in his lips. I didn’t receive his hands right away, maybe he’s a maniac from the woods or a serial killer. That’s super scary. What if he wants to kill me and sell my internal organs? I gasped to get some air. But suddenly I heard a laugh from the man who looked like a maniac.

“ I wouldn’t kill you. Hahahahaha,“ his laugh echoed in the forest, I felt shiver down my spine. 

“ Why would I waste my precious time to kill you? “ A tone of disbelief can be heard in his statement.

I’m ashamed for being rude to him, I’m not rude to anybody but something is pulling my rude cells when talking to him.

“ I’m sorry for acting that way. I was just,” Baffled with my thoughts I didn’t continue speaking.

He just smiled at me and handled out his massive hands once again “ Fourth Archer Miller for the second time around milady, “

I was hesitant to take his hand but I don’t want to be rude. I handed out my small left hand “ Aimie Peters. He shook my hand lightly.

“ Nice to meet you Ms. Peters, “ he let go of my hand and bid his farewell. And by that he left me in front of my house wondering who is Fourth Archer Miller and why he’s here all the time. He’s so mysterious that it makes me want to disappear and run away.