Mary was getting used to her new life. And her new name. She was surrounded by wonderful people who were taking great care of her and in return, she cooked for them. She was a great cook, she discovered. And she enjoyed cooking for everyone in the convent.She was also good with accounts and therefore helped them with the budgeting and saving for the future. It was something she was used to do she was sure since she seemed to focus on every detail and derived astute strategies to maintain their current possessions.Maybe it had something to do with her profession. She must be a banker or involved in a similar lucrative business that required such kind of creativity. She grimaced at the thought finding that particular profession quite mercenary something which she was not liking. But she had no right to be prejudiced especially in the state she was.Two days had passed since her sudden rebirth and she had still not remembered anything yet. And except for the quick memory which she had
It was already a week. A week since the day he had been supposed to become the happiest man on this planet. And now he was the complete opposite. The saddest person on earth since he had no news of his love.No phone call for ransom. No news of Kate in hospitals or even at the airport. Nobody had seen her running in her wedding dress. Nothing. It was damn frustrating and he felt helpless because there was nothing he could do.The police had concluded that Kate was on the run and they were looking for her everywhere. They had asked a photo of her to print and placed the “WANTED” logo beneath and Aidan could not help feeling how ridiculous it was.Instead of finding information about the real culprit, they were wasting their time accusing Kate as the murderer. He was losing his patience and had decided that the police was up to no use. They were too procedural in their mission and would never find Kate out.That was why he had called Ryce and Jennifer to meet him at a restaurant somewhe
Someone was looking for her. Someone called Aidan. Her blood froze as she got the news from Sister Julie and she had to grasp the nearby chair for support. So it had not been just a hunch; there was someone called Aidan in her life.She had remembered the name as soon as she had woken up from her nightmare on the third night and the nightmare had repeated ever since. She could focus on more details each time. Like she had been crying when she had felt that knife pierced her ribs. And the name Aidan had always been in every dream.Which meant that he had to be linked to what had happened and to why she had ran. But who was Aidan? Was he the groom or the murderer? Or was he the groom murderer? Why would she call out the name Aidan if he had nothing to do with her being murdered?The message in the dream was clear; her life was threatened. That was why her instincts had told her to run. It was pretty clear to her and she could not make anyone understand her plight. And he had to be prett
Aidan felt his heart literally stop as Kate struggled against him in a state of turmoil. It looked as if she was no longer with him and was fighting something over which he had no power. But he knew if he removed his hand, she would scream the place down and he would no longer be able to confront her. Relaxing his hold against her mouth, he caressed her to soothe away whatever was taking over her mind.“Hushhhhh sweetheart, it’s me. Husssh,” he cajoled until her body ceased to tremble and she relaxed against his body. Desperately, he inhaled her scent and felt like a drug addict after he had been deprived after a week.Hell he had missed her so much. And when he had visited the convent, he had been sure that Kate had been hiding in that dark corner of the corridor. But could not confirm whether it was his imagination or she was real.That was why he had decided to stay in the neighborhood to clear his doubt. And imagine his surprise when he had spotted her hovering near a window just
The moment he talked about going back, Kate felt her now familiar fears swamp her again. It was like she was in a vacuum and was sucked with anxiety. It was a feeling she was not enjoying at all but she could not help it. It was consuming her.Because she knew that as soon as she got back at the castle, the killer would try to kill her again. She just knew it. It must be something her subconscious remembered but she knew the danger was not over yet.On top of all that, Kate did not know what to make of Aidan. His story was romantic and if she had known him for that long, there was no way he was some gold-digger or something. And besides, if he had wanted to kill her, he would have done so by now. They were alone in a convent room with nobody as witness. That was why she had started to relax around him. But there was also a possibility that all of it was fake. It was hard for her to start trusting Aidan again and she was still unwilling to share her nightmares with him. And in additio
“Husssh. Kate, Husssh. I’m sorry baby. So sorry for having left you alone. Please don’t cry,” Aidan was whispering desperately in her ears as he struggled to calm her down. She was in such a desperate state that suddenly anger overtook him. Whoever had brought his Kate to this sad state would pay, he vowed to himself.He called himself all kind of fools for having left her alone. She had seemed normal to him and so he had thought that it would be okay if he went to fetch some of her clothes from his apartment. But it had been a fatal mistake.It had been a good decision not to tell her about murder which had occurred back at the castle, he conceded now seeing the way her body trembled. She must be terrified from what had happened and Aidan confirmed his doubt that she must have witnessed the murder of Edward. It was the reason why he had agreed not to go back to the castle so quickly.From what he had gathered, she knew something terrible was up and they were still unaware of the real
Two days passed since that famous kiss episode and Aidan was avoiding her like plague. Not that she blamed him; she was never supposed to give him that slap since she had been a very much active participant in that kiss. But at some point it had become so overwhelming that she had gotten scared of the intensity of her feelings.At first, the feelings that have engulfed her had driven her into a zone of pure passion. Something she could not remember but even in her state she knew it was not an ordinary feeling. But when he had asked for more, the heat had become too much to bear and her first reaction had been to back out.Except that he had been too engrossed in his own throes of passion to cater for her feelings. And that was when she had panicked. And had slapped him. Not a tight slap but one to jerk him back to reality. And it had worked. He had snapped back to reality and had released her immediately.And she had apologized immediately because from the remorse in his eyes, she was
“Kate!!!” Aidan shouted shaking her but her limp body refused to sustain its position and she fell easily in his arms. Damn! Damn! Damn! They should have ended the session earlier. But they had stalled the hypnosis since she had been so close to the truth.Whatever she had seen, Aidan could not believe for one second that she was the killer. It was just that she had blocked the trauma about how Edward had been killed and was still unwilling to go down there. It must have been pretty terrifying.Landon examined her and assured him that she was alright and she only needed some rest. They got another appointment for the next Tuesday and Aidan exited with a quick assurance to the doctor that he would call him back.His top priority for the moment was Kate. She looked haggard and worn out and he cursed himself for having made her go through such a trauma. But he had not expected the hypnosis session to turn out in that way. He wondered whether her subconscious was blaming her persona for t