How is it that my heart is once again hurt by her actions? I do understand that she wants to be with her father, but can't she see that no matter what gets thrown in our way, that I shall always choose her. Without any doubt, in my heart, I shall keep on choosing her over and over again. Even now, while my heart is breaking, I shall, without fail, choose her again.I have never had to come this far as to where I am standing on Lucy's doorstep with a heart that is breaking, and I know that even though I do not understand a thing about love, that she shall somehow in her own way make me feel better again. She has never had to face me with a broken heart,

We just got a location for my princess. What kind of baffles me is where it is leading us. We are headed to the city center. Now, this must be one dumb ass kidnapper, or it is someone with a very thought out plan. The point is I do not care much for who he is; he is going to wish that he has never laid a finger on her. Or he might just find himself with a few less fingers; it all just depends on what mood I am in. Right now, he will be very lucky if he finds himself walking out there alive.So Mason and I are speeding towards the location; close behind us are Leo and Damian. Do not let Damian's pretty-boy face fool you; he is the most lethal shot in my

If I should say that the look on Joseph's face did not bring me a world of pleasure, then that would be a blatant lie. The moment Anna said daughter, his face turned blank, and the shade of white that dawned over him did not even match the color of his shirt. This man had clearly seen a ghost, or should I say someone he did not hope that he would ever see.But there is a problem; my own father has turned an even whiter shade of all fifty shades of white. Now, if Joseph has seen a ghost, then my father just had a skeleton jump out of the closet. There is something more to this, and I am sure that we are about to find out. It seems that Cummings and Cain

As I sit down with the note in my hand, I feel somewhat defeated. The last couple of days have been by far the most exhilarating and some of the most frustrating moments of my life. They say that it is not wise to say 'What else can go wrong"; well, I can safely say that I shall never in my life again question the curveballs life throws at you.So as my princess is standing in front of me, reaching out her hands, trying her best to take the edge off the pain that I am feeling, I have no control over the tears that trickle down my face. And as she says my name, the floodgates erupt, and I cry like a boy in her arms.

So I have either gone insane, and I am hearing things, or I am dreaming. I am almost sure that I just heard Mason say arranged marriage, and in the same sentence, he names my father. Now, if I still believed my father could not do anything wrong, I would tell mason off, but we have established that my father is nothing but a liar. This begs the question, what arranged marriage?And as I watch Cassandra standing there with nothing but confusion on her face, I ask myself the question. Do I want to find out the truth in her presence? Have we not had enough drama for one week. But then again, I did say I have no secrets from her. This is going to break her