~Zara Todd's POV~ As soon as we enter the venue, the colorful lights welcome us. This all seem to be extravagant to be just a normal high school ending party. This party feels more than just a high school farewell. I can see all the students who has been so much studious and quiet in last few months are all different today.Beautiful dress, amazing bodies, that huge smile on their face for coming out of that locked prison like study compartments, is making them so much happy. They look different. And when I look around I don't see any teacher over there. Seems like this party is just for us. Just for students. "Let's get inside," Xavier says as he holds my hands but I just don't feel that warmth from his hands. Is it because now, I know about all his truths which he has been hiding from me? Or is it because I see him differently now? I just nod my head and we walked in. Asher follows us from behind. 

~Zara Todd’s POV~     “You lied to me. Why did you lie to me?” I ask this question in front of Jennifer without even being afraid. Why would I be afraid? She tried to trick me with her such an unbelievable game which is so much nasty and unfair. Why the hell did she do that for god’s sake. “I didn’t lie. That’s the truth,” she says. “Oh! Please! Would you please stop being fake? I have asked Xavier about all of this and he knows nothing about Jack and the relationship was never fake for him,” I say. “And you believed?” she raise her brows. “Yes. Why wouldn’t I? He is my husband and he wouldn’t lie to me. I have heard every bits of truth from his own lips. Why would I believe in you instead of believing in my husband who loves me so much,” I say. “You’ve gained the courage.

~Zara Todd’s POV~  ‘You don’t deserve to hold that picture.’ That sentence triggers Xavier all of a sudden. He looks at her with a mad eyes and then looks back at me and I know what he is going to do the next. “No! No! Don’t do that,” I run to him and quickly grab the picture from his hands and take it away from him. “Zara!” he calls my name with a soft voice as he sees me holding that picture against my chest and tearing out loud. “What the hell are you doing Zara? What’s going on? Who is this man?” he asks. I know he has the same curiosity that I had some moments ago. We young people are so much out of patience. We want everything to be quick and just to be at the time in which we feel okay with. We don’t like when people try to keep us in dark. We have lots of secrets with us. We can hold a lot of secrets tha

~Zara Todd's POV~ "What?" Xavier freezes at that same point. "You liar! You must be lying," he shouts."Why would I lie at the edge of my death? I'm not a fool to joke with my own life," uncle mumbles and Xavier leaves his hands away from him.He becomes hopeless all of a sudden. He surely hated his mother. She never loved him. She never even cared for him.But how much we hate our parents, how much they don't care about us, it's certain that we won't love to hear any bad things to our parents.I don't know what is it called but it's a special bond that connects us with our parents. Even we don't love them we can't hate them hundred percent and that's because they are our parents.Uncle runs away as he leaves his hands from his body and aunt follows. One more time, it's just two of us standing in the midst of the room, speechless and lost.Before, I thought it was me and at that time, it hurt him.