No doors left for regret!

Eva's POV'

I was crying in the morning recalling what I did, but crying won't do anything, but I can't help myself. I had to restrain myself because I knew there was no door left for regrets! I wasn't in my goddamned senses. I didn't know what was I doing. I just gave in to my captor, the man who hates me not knowing my real identity, blinded by his thrust of vengeance. Revenge which wasn't even for me. He made me do things which I never want to.

My faith is being too cruel and I just hope he finds out my real identity as soon as possible and treats me as his legal wife. I wiped the tears off my cheeks, staring at the sunset in front of me. It was evening and I was sitting near the swimming pool of the mansion with half of my feet in water. It was relaxing, but my mind was in total chaos.

I still don't understand why Edward's mother was claimed to be Vincent's mother? It was confusing me every time I thought about it. Judging by Vincent's expression, it was clear that he didn't like t