LOGINRoland's POV“How is she doing?" I asked the doctor when he walked into my study.“Better than before," he answered with a sly smile as he took a seat in the chair across from me.He went ahead to put one leg over the other, and leaned back into the chair.“She is still taking the pills, thinking that they will help with her sleep and calm her mind," he added devilishly."Are you sure she won't know that they're the ones suppressing her memories?” I inquired, curious to know the risks that were there."Absolutely not.She's as dumb as a rock without her memories.There's no way she'll start asking questions about the drugs I gave her.Besides, they're believable since the common side effect is intense fatigue.She probably thinks it's the drugs giving her sleep that deal with her insomnia,” the man answered confidently.I could feel the smile creeping on my face as the doctor said those words.Maya was never going to get back her memories if she continued taking the drugs given to her
Maya's POVTwo nights in a row.That's how many times I slept and had the same dream, with the same man in both.He never said a thing whenever he broke through the forest undergrowth, but that wasn't even the most confusing part.A lot of things didn't make sense.The fact that he called me Maya.The fact that I never felt any fear when I laid my eyes on him.And lastly, the fact that he had dark hair and blue eyes.None of these were consistent with anything that I had come to know so far.My first instinct was to mention it to Roland immediately, but I decided to keep quiet about it after the first night.When it happened the second night, I had a strange feeling that it wasn't just a coincidence.‘What if the universe is trying to send me a message?’ I asked myself when I woke up.And on the third night before I went to sleep, I thought about everything that I had seen and heard long and hard before finally laying myself on the bed.To start off with, I didn't understand why I was
Maya's POVSleep was never a problem from the day that I woke up.I always found myself sleeping pretty comfortably for days…until it all changed.From the day that I started to notice that I was being watched by the maids, nothing went to be the same.Ella lost more of her cool as the days went by, even though Roland was always there to defend me.Her insults became more personal, and whenever I asked around what I could have done to make her angry with me before I lost my memories, no one seemed to want to be involved.Even Roland.He always brushed it off and said that me and her never got off to a great start from the very first time we met.However, I failed to believe that she was just angry since we didn't hit it off well.She was always finding a reason to insult me, and ruin my days.On some days, I even started to wonder whether she was jealous.Because perhaps she didn't like the fact that I had her brother's full attention.That's something I was willing to take into consi
Maya's POVAnother day went by, and like every other single day that I walked out of my room, I felt like someone was watching me.It stopped becoming a fear, as I started to become curious.Something inside me told me that I was being watched.But why would I be watched in my own house?The same house that I used to live in, especially with Roland and all the other guards around.Curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to try something stupid.After lunch, I strolled through the house, still feeling like someone had their eyes on my back.Like the day before, I walked out of the house and went to sit underneath the shade of one of the trees.Some guards walked past without even bothering to look at me, however, the same can't be said about the maids.When some of them walked past me, I could tell that they didn't notice me at first.Only when one of them was laughing and turned her head, did she spot me.She immediately turned to talk to the others, and one by one, they turned
Maya's POVSaying that I felt a chill run down my spine would be an understatement.Because that wasn't just a chill that ran down my spine, it was fear.For the first time since I woke up from the coma, I became fearful of my environment.What I thought I saw was just a shadow at the corner of my eye, was more than just a shadow, but a figure.It was quite tall, enough to be a person's height.And it was trying its best to be away from my field of view.My head twisted slowly, and the shadow started to disappear from where it was, just around the corner.‘That is no ghost!’ I said to myself the moment I was certain that I saw what looked like an eye peeping from around the corner.The first thing that crossed my mind was that I should have probably called for Roland.He couldn't have gone that far.However, I didn't.When I opened my mouth and was about to utter his name and call for him loudly, I stopped myself at the last possible second.The words weren't stuck at the back of my t
Maya's POVI somehow managed to come across one of the maids and asked her to take me back to my room.That evening, the doctor came and still told me that there was nothing he could do to trigger my memories.It just felt like a waste of time.However, the feeling that I got earlier didn't leave me.When I was all alone in my room, I walked to the balcony and stared out into the compound.A few of the guards and maids were walking around, and I instantly started to feel the same feeling as before.I definitely knew that it wasn't paranoia.Something was completely off.And when Roland brought me food in the evening, I decided not to talk about it just yet.I told him about my attempt to find my way around the house, and his initial reaction was that I shouldn't strain myself so much.“I'm sure your memories will come back soon enough," he said to me with a warm smile.Everything about being in his presence felt right.Especially the fact that I never felt like he was rushing me.Out
Maya's POV:“Why?” I whispered into the empty room, my voice cracking. Why did the Moon Goddess let my life unravel like this? First she allowed those horrors to swallow my family, then she forced me into a marriage of convenience with Declan who I gave him five years of my life and what did I get
Maya's POV: I knew that Declan could be ruthless, but hearing it stated so plainly still cut deep. At this point, I was irrelevant to him, something to be sacrificed for his own survival but I swallowed hard and nodded. “I won’t go back on the agreement.” He studied me for a while, then gestured t
Maya's POV: “This can't be real.” I said, pinching the skin on my forearm, hard enough to leave a red mark, desperate for the sharp sting to pull me out of this dream. Pain bloomed instantly, which told me that this wasn’t a nightmare. Declan had truly gone this far, crossing every line, and stoo
Maya's POV:Seated between my mom and dad at the worn wooden table, with the sunlight slanting through the lace curtains and catching on the faint lines of worry etched deeper into their faces every day. They kept exchanging these uneasy glances, Mom’s eyes flicking to Dad, Dad’s hand pausing mid-







