Emily's point of view: Well, my act to gather myself ended up being a failure as he seemed to notice that I was checking him. I tried my best to understand what he was talking about as I focused on the last sentence he started. " ... so I decided to say hello!" Then he extended his hand, showing me a pie dish. " What's this?" I asked him and he started laughing. " As I said before, I saw you early this morning going out - and I learn that you're my new neighbor. My name is Patrick, and I live right next to you, that exact door." He pointed with his head to the door. "I was just thinking to say Hy, and I brought thin with me." I didn't know what to say or to do. I mean, should I just say thanks and move on by closing my door, or that would be rude? I shall probably invite him to drink something. But if I did, Daniel would get mad at me. Well, he would get mad only if he knows that it won't happen. " It's such a lovely gesture from you, Patrick! My name is Emily, and I'm pleased

Ethen's point of view:The sound of the alarm ringing passes through my ears, informing me that another day has just started. It is funny how the sound was the only thing left to remind me that life goes on, which was something I forgot about the day I lost her.I've lost her I was too weak to be the man I had to be back then, and fight for her. I was too weak to stand against them all and to never let her feel that she's week. I was too weak to have her back when she needed me the most by her side.The moment she left, leaving no trace behind her, I felt that part of my soul was gone with her. I've tried hard to search for her, but I never succeeded in finding her. She was gone - once and for all.I buried myself in my work land trying to

Emily's point of view:" Where are you taking me?" I asked Ethen Knight who was dragging me out toward his car. As expected from the knights, I received no answer. The whole situation kind of gave me a sort of deja vu. Daniel never answered the same. I was always following to wherever he was dragging me. For a while I felt like sick from being dragged to wherever other wants to drag me, the reason why I decided to protest. Still, I didn't.I'm here for a reason, and I will do whatever it takes to avenge the people causing my mother's death, and if by smiling to the devil, I get a step toward what I'm aiming for, then I'm ready to pull a smiley mask, not just to fake a smile.I decided to test my luck by asking the same question in a different way." Mr. Knight! I believe that as any other human being, I deserve to know to where I am I heading with you."For a while, I expected that my question would annoy him, yet it didn't. In som

Emily's point of view: " Excuse me ma'am, but we've reached the already mentioned destination!" The taxi driver's interruption brought me back out of my memory, which I was thankful for. I pushed away the almost fallen tear I was holding years ago, then I paid for the drive, and went out of it while being gratified that the awful day was eventually over. Again, what I was thinking about wasn't what's truly was happening. As I left the taxi, I met a familiar face. This time it wasn't someone I would hate to meet. Quietly the opposite, it was Patrick. As I was about to greet him, I remember that he might not want to talk to me after what Daniel did to him. Surprisingly

Emily's point of view:I was so busy kissing him that I didn't realize how I ended up being thrown in my bed.I sort of had a deja vu feeling when my eyes met Daniel who was taking off his T-shirt, a none pleasant deja vu..." Get out!" I shouted at him, and he ignored me as he was trying to fix his body above mine. He tried to kiss my neck, but I didn't give him a chance. I used both my hands to pull him off, but he was stronger than me, and I failed at pushing him away from me.I closed my eyes, knowing what was coming next - still not wanting to have any eye contact with him.After a while, nothing happened. I open my eyes to find his eyes not leaving my lips." No!" I whispered while trying to knock some sense inside of his good for nothings head." Why?" He asked, and without thinking twice I found myself telling him my reason." I'm not going to make the same mistake twice..." I started, and he interrupte