AUTHOR'S POV Dealing with Silas...was frustrating. That's what Sara thought after hearing him talk non-stop until they finished eating. From the scenery to the current temperature, he talked about everything. Sara knew, he just wanted her to talk to him but she was too stubborn for that. She just kept listening to him and then went back to bed. She regretted getting up now. She hated to admit it but every time Silas talked about even the stupidiest of things... Sara listened to him carefully. Now as she laid on the bed with her back facing the room, she simply stared at the wooden wall in front of her. The bed was swaying lightly which was causing her some serious anxiety but she was not going to admit it out loud. Out of a sudden, Sara felt the other side of the bed dipping and she turned around instantly. “ We won't sleep in the same bed. ” She declared just as her eyes

AUTHOR'S POV She needed to get away from him...That's what the alarm ringing in Sara's head was asking her to do. She knew what she needed to do but her body seemed to have a mind of it's own. Her feet refused to move and walk away from him. Silas came up on the ramp and stood behind her, observing her closely. She wanted to walk away, he knew, but she was unable to do it. Why? He wondered and stepped forth leaving the distance of an inch between them. His warmth seeped through her back and her hair stood up on their ends. Her heart which was beating fast before threatened to explode out of her chest now. She was shaking lightly. Pushing his hand forward, Silas let his forefinger trace a line on her cold hand and watched as her body jolted back. A smirk came to rest upon his lips after watching her reaction to his touch. Sara inhaled deeply as his finger kept tracing a line, going hi

AUTHOR'S POV What had she done? That was the first question which popped in Sara's mind the moment she woke up from her deep slumber. She was clinging to him like a koala and he was holding her for dear life. This was truly an embarassing sight for her. Last night, she didn't drink but she sure acted like a drunk woman. She was all over him last night. Groaning silently, she had pulled herself free from his arms and rushed to the bathroom to take the shower before deciding to disappear somewhere. Surely, there would be alot of places where he couldn't find her. She planned on disappearing to a place like that. Clothing herself in a simple white dress, she did what she had decided to do. She ran away. She forgot for some time that she was scared of water and Grandfather Magnus might find out about her little trip alone. She just didn't want to face him. ' You w

AUTHOR'S POV Silas stared at her without blinking his eyes as Sara stared back with much intensity. She looked dumbfounded but angry at the same time. Slowly, she raised her hand and Silas's eyes followed her movement wondering what she was going to do. Was she going to slap him again? Thinking of him as Silas this time? He gulped but her hand politely landed on his forehead as a frown of concentration made it's way up her forehead. She sighed out as she pulled her hand back. “ The fever is gone I think. ” She mumbled to herself as her eyes closed again. What just happened? Silas was wondering about it. Did she just wake up to see if he had fever and she fell asleep again? He frowned and leaned in toward her to see if she was really sleeping. “ If you kiss me again, I will poison your food for sure. ” She warned with her eye

AUTHOR'S POV Silas didn't say anything after listening to her. He kept his mouth shut. Any word uttered to console her would mean, he was pitying her...Atleast, that's what Sara would think. So, he kept his silence. She asked him to eat and he did. She gave him the medicines and he took them silently. Sara's soul had began rotting due to the hatred, vengeance and anger she kept hidden behind this Cold woman facade. The whole day passed and eventually, she disappeared again. That's her way to deal with things. She keeps running away from feelings and reality. The moment she got to know he was feeling better now, she picked up her bag and walked away. Silas stepped out on the ramp and stared at the sea for a while wondering what he should do. It was him who hurt her. He didn't mean to do it but he couldn't help letting all his frustration out on her. Sighing, he pushed his