After the prenup, we went to the restaurant to have our lunch. I was eating the food in silence while Arrabella and Sir Alexander were chatting about her plan to move school here. Grandma was at my side at the round table, and on the other side was Zach. "If you allow me to move here, Grandpa and Brother, then I would be happier closer to the two of you." Arrabella smiled and poked the meat. "It's up to your brother, Arra," Sir Alexander said, looking at Zach."What do you think your little sister wants?" Zach wiped his mouth with the napkin and stared at him. "She needs to finish her senior year before moving here." The corner of Arrabella's mouth curled downward. "Brother! I am sick of that place. I don't feel at home in the dormitory I was leaving, and plus, the students there are mean to me. I don't have friends." "It's your attitude that makes no one want to be your friend," Zach pointed out, and he continued eating. Arrabella shifted her gaze to me, pleading for my assistanc

During the journey, my eyelids gradually got heavier. And I yawned. Zach was next to me, on his phone, answering some emails. "Are we close?" I asked him. I wiped the sleepy tears from my eyes. "Almost there," he answered after looking inside the window. "Okay," I softly said. I didn't expect that he'd wrap his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. "Lean your head on me and sleep." And I did. I didn't realize I had fallen asleep. When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar room, lying on a comfortable bed. Though I was still wearing my gown. The birds were chirping outside, and I sat on the bed, squeezing my eyes. What time is it? I was looking for the phone, and I remembered that I put it in Arrabella's bag. I stretched my arms before getting off the bed. I felt refreshed. Then I unzipped my wedding gown since the zipper was on the side, letting it fall on the floor. I was half naked except for my underwear. And I looked in the body size mirror at my face. My dark red lipstick had

Zach was silent while I was deafened by my heart beating so hard. What was he thinking? I want to look at him, but I'm afraid of seeing his intense, burning stare. My grip on the upper back of the seat tightened. I noticed him walk out of the dining room, and I watched him go to the fridge. "You're angry..." I said it with difficulty. "No," he said, taking something from there. I blinked my eyes. "You're not angry?" "No, and you tell me about it. Giovanni had called me this morning to tell me he had come to see you to ask you something. I am mad, but I am expecting you not to tell me about it. But you did," he said with a beautiful smile on his lips. Zach was not angry. I still can't believe it. I was expecting him to shout at me in anger or grab me while I looked into his cold eyes and stern face. He closed the fridge, got some wine, and took two glasses from the drawer. I just realized that he is happy; what's the reason? He placed the glass on the dining table and opened

I was restless during the trip. The contents of the photograph cannot be removed from my mind. Maybe it was just a prank. There is only one person with the name Cheska. The one Cairen told me about was Zach's ex-girlfriend. I'm not sure if it was from her. Surely, the one who sent me the box was to make fun of me, and the name was common. I turned to face Zach, who was sitting in a chair facing me, but his gaze was fixed on the laptop, where his attention was. We were traveling on a private plane owned by his grandfather, and it was my first time to ride this one instead of the common economy class flight I usually fly with. The photo content of Cairen's pregnancy, the hospital name where she checked up, and the date when. And it was six years ago, after their graduation. Is it really a prank? I can't think of anybody doing it. And is unlikely to be true. Cairen didn't say anything to me, and it was even more impossible for that to happen. It was just a prank that I didn't need

I tried to call Cheska's number, but she blocked me. How did she get that photo? I was pacing back and forth in the room, looking at the images she had sent me, biting my lower lip, and squeezing my brows. Iffin her! She was making her threat real. What did my twin do to deserve this attack from that woman? The door opened, so I halted and put the phone behind me. "I'm just going to get something to wear," Zach said with a frown. "Are you okay?" A while ago, I excused myself by saying that I needed to talk to my friend Katana because of something important about her family. I was just lying. I can't hide my feelings about the picture Cheska gave me. Zach was asking questions and trying to look at the message. I can't risk him knowing about these images. "Yes, she is fine, and I am relieved," I answered, and I sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you going somewhere?" Zach opened the cabinet and took some clothes out. "We are going somewhere." “Somewhere?” My eyebrows arched up. "S