Kristopher

I wanted her out of my life as soon as possible, but at the same time, I wanted her to be closer to me.

I feel I'm at an all time low right now and she being here, comforting me is making me have a soft spot for her, it's making me grow fond of her. This was exactly the same way Dina walked into my life and walked out, taking a small fraction of me with her.

She thought for a while before her soft hands fixed perfectly into mine.

"Deal."

"Great. I'll get the contract ready in an hour."

She nodded.

"But, if I'm going to help you face your past. I'm going to need to know more about your past."

Shivers ran down my spine at the thought of telling anyone aside from Dina about my past with my brother.

I hesitated for a minute while thinking deeply about this, hoping I don't regret it.

"My brother Bryson, we used to be very close before...we were once Inseparable." Micah watched my lips move with keen interest.

"Bryson had always been the apple of my parents eye because he was weaker than an average kid his age. They spoilt and pampered him and basically forgot they had another child, but I never really cared, because Bryson gave me all the love my parents denied me of."

I felt a lump in my throat but I decided to go on.

"One day, Bryson and I were playing around, he had just turned twenty and our father gifted him a gun." I stopped to chuckle, it was a way of calming myself for what came next.

"Bryson accidentally shot our dad's business partner and he panicked. I tried to calm him down and even offered to help him hide the body." I paused. "I tried to show him that I loved him and I was there for him."

"Unknown to me, Bryson had gone behind my back and poured the blame on me. It was no shock that my family believed him. I was called all sorts of things and threatened by my father while my mother just watched. I eventually ran away from that he'll hole I once called my home."

There! Finally, I said it. It felt unexpectedly good to get that off my chest.

I watched Micah's expression change to worry and pity.

"Don't pity me." I warned sternly.

"I met Dina through Damien who was my best friend at that time and I immediately felt attracted to her. I thought the feeling was mutual but felt so betrayed when she chose Damien over me and they both walked out of my life, hand in hand. But now they're back."

"Why are they back?" Micah questioned

"They were here to invite me for thier third marriage anniversary."

The audacity they had.

"Are you going?" Micah leaned forward as I grunted.

"I'd be damned if I went."

"I think you should go."

"I think you just want to see me hurt." I countered and looked away.

"No, I don't. Facing your past is a good way to overcome it."

I scoffed as I stared at Micah, I hated to admit the fact that she was right.

I'd have used my house arrest as an excuse but it was ending tomorrow, a week had been concluded.

Great fucking timing!

"Come on sir." Micah pestered. "I have a feeling it's going to be very fun."

Fun?

I glared at her before looking away.

What part of me facing my suffocating past was fun.

"I could go as your date y'know." She smirked at me as I cocked my brows before chuckling. "I saw Dina's face when she stared at me. Maybe she's jealous."

The thought of Dina being jealous of Micah wasn't an impossibility. Micah was definitely very pretty.

Maybe showing up to Dina's third anniversary with Micah as my date wasn't a bad idea.

"What do you say huh? Ready to face your past and look cool doing it?" Micah's pure brown eyes stared at me full of expectation.

I threw my head backwards with a complacent smile.

"This better be fun."

***

After my house arrest was over, I took Micah for a spa day which she was against at first but later caved in.

I had to admit, Micah looked even more gorgeous after a proper spa day and she looked a lot more relaxed. And after that, I took her for a make over, just to make her features more enhanced.

Her cheeks immediately turned a light shade of pink as she caught me staring.

"Instead of staring, just tell me I'm looking pretty." She rolled her eyes with a goofy smile

I immediately looked away after she spoke and then scoffed, I denied the obvious. "You must think highly of yourself Ms Harlan." I shoved my hands into my pant pockets.

"I do." She folded her arms.

As you should

The anniversary was later this evening and I still wasn't sure I was mentally prepared for it.

"I'm going to go home so I can get ready." Micah informed before waving at me and leaving.

I watched her walk away, with a Blanc expression. There's definitely some tension between us, Micah is crazy, the kind of crazy that amuses and intrigues me. But I'm afraid I won't be able to rise again if I fall once more.

I try my best to make my heart so ugly, people would be repulsed by it and steer clear. But when it comes to Micah, she challenges this ugly heart. She challenges me and her company is entertaining.

I wasn't sure I was ready or willing to give up Micah, but I wasn't willing to give up fifty million dollars as well.

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This chapter is quite short compared to the last three. When I'm writing on Kristopher's POV, Ideas don't really flow compared to when I'm writing in Micah's POV.