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3rd pov;

A week had passed by since Elena was admitted in the hospital.

She had refused to speak to anyone regarding her scars and her life. She had lied perfectly through her teeth that she was clumsy as hell and she often got herself hurt. Cliché, isnt it?

All she wanted was to drown in her sorrows.

The once torment filled girl had nothing left but agony.

Elias tried too make her feel comfortable but the emotions had overflowed within her, left her squirming.

Even he was conflicted.

Today she was gonna go back to the mansion. There was no such place as home.

“Elena, are you ready?” Damien asked the girl who blankly gazed out of the window. She nodded, absentmindedly. “Lets go then.”

They both strided out, towards the entrance. Elias had already left yesterday and now it was her turn waiting for time to pass by, like always. She could give a thousands reasons for it.

The sky was painted in grey. The chilly breeze that flew by, left a trail of goosebumps on her exposed arms. She misse