Next morning, Flora woke up from her sleep and found the bed beside her completely empty and cold. Where was he? Disappointment washed over her. She had expected him to be beside her, especially after their last night but he was nowhere to be found. He left her alone but where was he?Sighing softly, she removed the duvet from her body. The pain striked her lower region which made her nibble on her lower lip. She was still feeling extremely sore. Stepping down on the floor, she looked for her clothes but then remembered he had torn them last night. Gladly, his shirt was there on the floor which he had thrown last night. Flora grabbed his shirt and after wearing it, she walked out of his room.After getting done with her morning routine, Flora came to the dining hall. She saw Kester was sitting on the table whereas Kyleen was serving the plates but there was no sign of him. He was neither in his room nor here then where was he?Flora walked towards them, gaining their attention on her

“Why are you trying to hide them from everyone?”Flora asked him. She saw his eyes filling with more pain whereas gloominess washed all over him as soon as he heard her question. She understood it was something which was the existence of all of this and that was why he had been trying to hide them from the entire world. Now, she needed to know the answer to her question at any cost.He just stared at her, instead of answering her which hurt Flora a lot. So, he still didn't trust her enough to tell her the truth. Exhaling a soft sigh, she didn't force him to answer her because she knew in that way, he was never going to answer her.Breathing out, she attempted to turn around but he stopped her by hugging her tightly. He snuggled his face into the crook of her neck before she could even look at his face.“I am trying to hide them from this world because they both have suffered a lot because of this world,” he told her in his vulnerable voice which filled her heart with pain because she k

The rays of the morning fell over his closed eyes which broke his sleep. He attempted to open his eyes but he felt that numbing pain in them which he decided to ignore at that moment as he was aware he had been sleeping in her room. Unlatching his lashes, he looked beside him but only to find the place beside him empty. Where was she? He got up and roamed his eyes everywhere in the room but there was no trace of her. Even the bathroom's door was wide open, indicating she was not there. So where had she gone? Getting down from the bed, he walked out of her room and went to his. … . . . … Wearing a plain white shirt and black formal pants, he was standing in front of the bathroom's mirror inside his room. His eyes were fixed at his cerulean orbs which had reddened in the corners. His eyes were burning and anyone could see it in them that they looked irritated. Opening one of the cabinets in the bathroom, he took that small glass bottle. Removing its cap, he forced his left eye op

Their lips collided, along with their bodies. Flora closed her eyes and let him control everything between them because she knew this time, he wouldn't even dare hurting her. He was too remorseful and guilty of the way he behaved with her last time, so she had that assurance over him that he would never repeat his mistake twice.He kissed her in a beautifully tender way, not trying to be desperate or hurt her in any way. He wanted her to live all these moments between them. He wanted her to understand only she was capable of igniting the best and worst inside him. He needed her to feel how much he loved every single thing about her, even that brutal fact of his life that there was a time when he wanted her dead in front of him but now, he was capable of dying for her. His journey of wanting to take her life to make her his life had finally reached his destination. There was no point in denying it anymore that he loved her. Every inch of his being had fallen possessively and insanely i

For a brief moment, Flora turned completely clueless. Her all senses seemed to get blocked. She couldn't understand any single thing. Why were his eyes looking like this right now? And was he wearing grey colour lenses? But it didn't seem like they were lenses. Why would he wear lenses under the running shower? What was actually happening here?“Why are y…..”Flora stopped her words because she didn't know what to ask him and how to ask him. She continued to gaze into his silver orbs, completely startled, shocked and extremely bewildered.Unable to do or say anything, she stepped closer to him. By peering thoroughly into his eyes, Flora tiptoed and cupped his face. The shower water continued to fall on them.He just stared down at her. Not a single word escaped from his mouth but he heard countless questions in her silence. He was already aware of what she wanted to ask him. Her desperately restless eyes told him everything.“Easton….why are…..”“Your incomplete question already has my