LOGINLayla's POV Okay... I got it. Just because I said nothing could get me any angrier... God decided to send a little kid to test my temper. Well, fuck it... I failed. "Are you crazy?" I yelled at the little creature. I couldn't even tell whether it was a boy or a girl. The kid had pants and a shirt on with a baseball cap... Boy's clothes. But had the face of a cute girl. So I was unsure. Whatever the creature was it had just ruined my clothes! "Or just freaking stupid?" I asked gesturing with my hands. "Are you blind? Why the hell did you do that?" The kid took a step back, probably afraid because of how hard I was yelling. "I didn't see you." The creature apologized, gripping his cup tightly. "I'm sorry." "You didn't see me?" I snorted. What kind of an excuse was that? How short was I? Huh? This little bastard... A groan left my lips, I stared down at his cup. Milkshake. What had stained my clothes... It was milkshake. Argh!"Aish..." I looked down, then mumbled befo
Layla's POV Okay... I got it. Just because I said nothing could get me any angrier... God decided to send a little kid to test my temper. Well, fuck it... I failed. "Are you crazy?" I yelled at the little creature. I couldn't even tell whether it was a boy or a girl. The kid had pants and a shirt on with a baseball cap... Boy's clothes. But had the face of a cute girl. So I was unsure. Whatever the creature was it had just ruined my clothes! "Or just freaking stupid?" I asked gesturing with my hands. "Are you blind? Why the hell did you do that?" The kid took a step back, probably afraid because of how hard I was yelling. "I didn't see you." The creature apologized, gripping his cup tightly. "I'm sorry." "You didn't see me?" I snorted. What kind of an excuse was that? How short was I? Huh? This little bastard... A groan left my lips, I stared down at his cup. Milkshake. What had stained my clothes... It was milkshake. Argh!"Aish..." I looked down, then mumbled befo
Layla's POV My body trembled lightly. Instantly, I knew who she was talking about. It was obvious. It had to be only one person... The one person Alfonso couldn't find. Joshua. That bastard he... He had already been trying to make contact with Noah. Joshua knew everything. About Elena... Not me. He knew she was a con woman, he knew the agency she worked for, he knew Alfonso's hiding spot and he could picture his face perfectly. That bastard even knew about Elena's involvement in the old Master Reynolds ailment... A secret I planned to only release when necessary. I gulped, my throat suddenly feeling dry. Joshua knew everything. Now he wanted to tell Noah. Should I let him? "He seems strange... This man." Mary continued, her voice sounding innocent. She was. To her, she was just narrating the events of the office to the boss's wife. She thought maybe I just wanted to keep track of my husband... I did, but not in the innocent manner she thought. My eyes narrowed. What w
Layla's POV It had been days. Painful, silent days since I 'revealed' the truth to Noah. He no longer spoke to me. I wasn't expecting him to. That look, that warmness in his eyes that had started to develop for me. That twinkle whenever he saw me had disappeared, replaced with something cold. But it wasn't hatred. He didn't hate me. Maybe it was because he never loved me enough to. But he felt something, hatred... Towards Elena! What baffled me was; he didn't remember her... Why did he hate her so much? I understood him a bit. I made her out to be the bad guy, yes... I blamed everything on her. True. But he hated her much more than I could have imagined. As though he felt betrayed even though he didn't know what exactly made him feel that way. Could it be because he may not remember her, but he remembered how she made him feel? Was that it? Aish... I groaned, leaning my head on the wall. I had been racking my head, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do now
Elena's POV Jack's words surprised me. Or... Rather, it shocked me. The man openly admitted in less than two hours after seeing me again that he was still in love with me. He was in love... With me. Natasha... Elena. The girl who not only lied to him but also took parts of his memories along side her when she left. The girl that pretended not to know him when they met again only so she could protect herself from going to jail. That girl. Her. He was still in love with her... With me. It was unbelievable. I couldn't believe it. At first I had thought Jack was joking with me. Maybe this... The kind, nice attitude he had showed me back in the restaurant, maybe it was all a lie. A cruel trick to get me relaxed so he would strike when I least expected it. I thought maybe the police were already out waiting for me just outside the restaurant and as soon as I came out, the first words I would hear would be... 'Hands's up. We got you surrounded.'But then, when I walked out of
Elena's POV Jack raised a brow, an amused look on his face. Then he shook his head. "I don't understand what you mean." I would have rolled my eyes if I weren't trying to show him how serious I was. Why was he making small talk? Why did he bring up my family and my background? And most importantly, why wasn't I in handcuffs by now? These thoughts kept disturbing my head as I stared at him. Everything that was currently happening made absolutely no sense. Jack and I meeting up back in the country was a possibility. But here? Estonia. A country that not many people even knew the name of...It felt strange. I pressed my lips together, giving him a discerning look. "I had wronged you. Terribly." I began, twirling the little spoon in the coffee around. "We saw each other months ago but I pretended not to know you and ran away." Then a sigh left my lips. This was the part I expected Jack to chip in something. But he just kept looking at me. I glanced at him... My gaze filled w







