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(Raya’s POV)“Raya? Hiraya, can you hear me?”I groan, feeling every muscle in my body rebelling against me. Everything hurts. My head, above all else. And it’s cold. So very cold.“Hiraya, wake up… my god, you’re burning up… Just a second, I’ll be right back.”I can hear Kaan’s voice but it sounds as if he’s at the other end of the tunnel. Where is he going? Gods, even frowning hurts. What is wrong with me?I know we're still at the hotel we're staying at in Grindelwald. That much I know, I don't really remember flying back to the U.S. already. What is going on? The room is starting to spin…As I struggle to regain my senses, I manage to open my eyes slightly without feeling like somebody used a pair of cymbals to smack me in the head. The room around me comes into focus, and I see Kaan rushing back, holding a damp-looking towel in his hand, likely soaked in cold water. His eyes are filled with concern as he kneels beside me. I try to lift my hand to touch my forehead, but it feels h
(Raya’s POV)“I'm sorry, what?"I laugh. "I'm just kidding. You were supposed to laugh."He frowns. "How is that funny?"I clear my throat awkwardly. "Uhm, because…you know…it's a silly request. It's outlandish. Unthinkable. Did you hear me right? Five million dollars. In cash. It's absurd. It was a—" I stop mid-sentence, feeling my cheeks burn. "Oh god, you can't actually give it to me, can you?"He purses his lips. "Well, it would be a bit more complicated than a bank transfer and I would need to pull a lot of strings and do a lot of explaining about why it has to be cash, but it's not impossible. I'm just wondering how you plan to hold all that money while we're here and why you need it all of a sudden—"I wince, thinking how mercenary it must have sounded. "I was kidding, Kaan. I swear. It was supposed to be funny. I just wanted you to smile a little. You were supposed to tell me ‘Don’t be absurd, Raya. I don’t carry around that much change in my pocket.’ And I was going to answer
(Hiraya POV)“I want more, Hiraya.”I stare at him, trying to understand what he means. More? More what?“I…I don’t follow.”He raises an eyebrow. “Don’t you, really?”I lower my eyes to stare at my soup, feeling more confused than ever. This is becoming more and more complicated. Too good to be true, actually.I look back at the time I wished on that star the night I met Kaan.What exactly did I wish for back then? I blink several times as I struggle to remember…"Dearest star, I'm not asking for much, just a little respite from all the bad luck… I need a big break! The good kind of break, like winning the lottery or…landing a dream job or something. I promise to work really hard and to donate a small percentage of my earnings to the poor too if that will sweeten the pot…”F*ck, I did promise that…could that be why it worked? Wait, did it even really work? Is he seriously considering making me his real girlfriend and we’ll live happily ever after? I can hear the deafening alarms in
(Raya’s POV) “...I have no one else to save me…from you.” Kaan seems to consider my words and says nothing for a while. And then he sighs. “There you are again, assuming I would hurt you.” There’s a little bit of hurt in his voice and I close my eyes, swallowing painfully. “Oh, Kaan…it’s not—” “I will say this for the last time. I care about you…and I will never willingly hurt you. And if I ever do unwittingly, I will make amends… or die trying.” I scoff, even though I’m melting inside quicker than butter in a heated pan. “Oh, don't be so melodramatic. I am no one—” Kaan reaches out to hold my chin, gently compelling me to face him. “Open your eyes, Hiraya. Look at me.” I do what he says, almost sobbing at what I see. Vulnerability. And something even more dangerous and thrilling. It can’t be. It’s too soon. What reason does he have to feel the same way I do? I close my eyes again. “Don’t look at me like that.” “Why not? Last time I checked, honesty is still a virtue.” He
(Raya’s POV)“Miss Raya, Mr Walton would like to know if you feel well enough to tackle the contract tonight after dinner or if you would like to wait until tomorrow or the next day.”I look at Elijah who is currently holding his phone, reading Kaan’s messages.Really? He could not ask her himself? It feels like he’s more and more distant. “I thought we’re supposed to have dinner together?” I ask, frowning.“I was about to tell you that he apologizes but something unexpected came up and he will be coming in late. He is accompanying his parents to an engagement today and they might not make it back in time for dinner.”“Oh. Okay, I understand.” I sigh, thinking why prolong the inevitable? Might as well get it done and over with. “No, I’m fine. We can do this tonight. Tell him I’ll be waiting.”“Very good, Miss. If you’ll excuse me, I have a few errands to run. Please enjoy your lunch and I will see you before dinner.” I look out of the window, my appetite gone, not that I have much to
(Raya’s POV)I stare at Kaan who looks so serious all of a sudden.Hope blooms in my heart and I bite my lower lip to stop myself from smiling like I won the lottery jackpot.I haven’t burned my bridges so badly, after all!He sighs and opens the folder again. “Next: Public Display of Affection: Both parties agree to maintain an appearance of genuine affection when in public or in the presence of others. This includes, but is not limited to, holding hands, hugging, and light displays of physical intimacy.” He glances at me, raising an inquiring eyebrow. “Well? I shake my head, still feeling too elated to nitpick. “It’s fine.” He gives me a strange look, probably thinking I have a lot to say about that part since I’ve had something to say about every little thing until that one. In truth I have written in my copy to ‘specify light physical intimacy’. However, after what he just said, I don’t really care anymore. He shrugs. “If you say so… okay… ‘Confidentiality:’ Yes, very important
(Kaan's POV) Okay, I was not expecting that. And judging by the look on her face, she appears just as stunned as I am. I’d give up my whole inheritance just to know what’s going on inside her head all the time. Truly, I have imagined many outcomes of this contract reading, some even outlandish and others admittedly salacious ones, but nothing even comes close to what she has actually done. She’s probably going to regret it once she comes to her senses but in that particular moment, she is staring in wonder at the torn contract in her hands as if she’s rather impressed that she actually did it! In an attempt to break the ice, I give her a rueful look. “Couldn’t you have done that a little bit earlier? You could’ve spared us all that legalese crap.” She raises her eyes to look at me with her mouth hanging open and I can’t help but laugh. I sober up right away when she doesn’t join me though. “I was teasing you,” Pretending to cough to clear my throat, I offer her an encouraging
(Raya's POV) After that, everything has been a blur. Kaan’s father is being loaded into an ambulance as we run outside to see it happening. Kaan’s mother Freya is weeping as she climbs up after her husband. With no time to talk, Kaan barks for the car that promptly arrives and we hurry to the hospital soon after. We find his mother in the waiting area and she sobs as soon as she sees her son. “Oh, my son, what are we going to do!? I cannot live in a world without your father, I refuse to—!” Kaan wraps his arms around his mother. “Shh, don’t even think about it, Mom, he’s going to be alright, he’s a tough devil and he’ll not go down so easily.” “You didn’t see him, it was so sudden…I didn’t know what to do—” “Mom, listen to me, listen…I need you to stay strong right now, okay? He'll be alright, but if you wind up on a gurney with him, that won't help him at all, do you understand?” Freya shakes her head. “I can’t…I can’t lose him, I’ll lose my mind…my will to live! You understa