Peter's POV Sincerely, I don't like what's happening to us. I've always heard that lovers go through think and tough. Perhaps, this is the definition of the thick and tough they usually talk about. If it, please let this pass by quickly. I really can't bear it anymore. I know that she didn't mean every word that came out of her mouth. It will even get her hurt than I am. I don't like the fact that she's always doing this. Now for a tangible reason. I'm afraid of the suitation on ground and at the same, I'm not. I'm not afraid because Mom already confided in me that they are innocent and I'm only afraid that we are still under the police suspect list. What if later, they find something which is not true and then it bounce back at us. Then it'll become the true end of Bella and I. It won't. I hope things will work out smoothly. But then, Since she asked for that silent treatment, although it's hard for me, but I'm gonna give it to her. Afterall, mom has told me to give h

"Okay, I'm sorry for the false accusation. You are not under arrest. I'm sorry for saying that earlier" The policeman apologised. "Are we off your suspect list now?" Peter asked. "Hmmn. I can't really say" The police stammered a little. "Yes, you are. You are off the suspect list now. We literally only came here to give report about what your so called bossom friend, Withney had said about you" My mom replied. "Yeah. Now I just came up with a suggestion on how to catch the killer" The policeman announced. "What is it?" Mrs Benson asked. "Sorry, I can't disclose it. But I'll try my best to get back to you later. Thank you" He said. "We should leave now Mrs Benson" He said then worked before her. She went after him. * * * "What's your new suggestion?" Mrs Daves asked when they returned to the car. "Where exactly did your husband die?" The policeman asked her. "The Bridge towards Cenway" she replied, looking at his face. "Let's go check

The door was flung, as it opened widely. Right there was the policeman and Mrs Daves. "Mr Bryan Withney" The policeman called his name in full. "You are under arrest for murdering Mr Daves!" "What??" Mr and Mrs Withney exclaimed at the same time. They were surprised that he was shocked even with the lie, Mrs Withney told them the previous time they came here. "What-what proof do you have that I killed him?" Mr Withney asked, about to deny it. "Apart from the fact that we overheard you few minutes ago, we've made our findings from Hitman Tylers!" The policeman told him "Right now, you look nothing, rather than a guilty man" The cop said.. "What you just said doesn't serve as a proof that I killed someone. I'm a reputable man incase you do not know.." Monica's father said. "That's right Policeman. Do not let my father decieve you. He's the murderer" Monica spoke up. "Monica, you are not helping matters at all" Mrs Withney pulled her back. "Arrrrgh

Bella's POV "Peter" I called his name after he has taken some steps away. He stopped walking but he didn't say anything. He didn't even turn to look at me. I didn't know where to begin, so I kept mute. He wanted to leave again, so I began to spew out my heart. "Peter I'm sorry. Stop avoiding me and talk to me!" I said and began to cry but he scoffed like he didn't care. "Peter!" I screamed his name. That was when he turned to look at me. "Is it high time we communicate now? No, I don't think so" He smirked. "I'm sorry" I repeated. "Okay. I'm glad your father's killer has been found. It's been making you worried. That's all I have to say to you" He said. "Peter" I muttered, moving closer to him slowly. "What is it Bella?" He asked. "Are you mad at me? Why?" I mumbled. He sighed heavily. "Yes, I am mad at you. I'm super mad at you. First, you totally believed my parents must have killed your father" Peter said. "No - I... " I stam

Peter's POV Since our parents knew that Bella and I were back together again, they left us alone to have our nice time while they spent their own nice time in their room. Bella and I were preparing for the outing, the time we fixed was in the next an hour. Bella wasn't aware that I ordered a very beautiful outfit for her and we were expecting it that morning. Talk of the devil, we heard a knock on the door and the visitor announced that he was the delivery Man. "Go get it. The order isn't for me. " I gestured to Bella. "I didn't place any order too. Probably your parents" She replied. "No, they didn't" I smiled. "Just go get it" I told her. She looked at me suspiciously as she walked to the door to meet the delivery Man. I came closer to watch the scenero. "Hello, I think you've got the wrong address" Bella said to the delivery Man and I chuckled inaudibly. "No. I'm at the right place. One Miss Bella Daves placed this order" He said. "What