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He didn't say a single word listening to my accusations and his silence was enough to answer my question. Because I knew he would never be able to take Amelia out of his heart and it made my heart sink to my stomach.

"Why aren't you answering my question," I asked in my little shaky voice. My heart was on the verge of crying. I knew that his heart beats for her even if hers don't.

"If you don't know the answer then let me tell you," I said in my anger filled voice but it came out a little shaky as I felt my whole body starting to feel weak like all the energy was getting drained out of it.

As much as I thought about it, the pain I was feeling was becoming so bad somewhere inside me and I couldn't take it.

I feel so tired.

He kept looking at me with his blazing light brown eyes. They looked void but at the same time, a storm was going into them. So many emotions we're glinting into them but I couldn't read it. I looked back into them with my glassy eyes. From now onwards I refused to read them. I don't want to understand him anymore. I don't want to try to read him anymore because if I continue finding answers to my questions I will be lost forever and it scares me.

Rather, I will go with the answer which I have been living with.

"She is still in your heart. You still lo----" before I could even finish my sentence he moved his hand in my hair and pulled me to him making my body go completely numb as his lips smashed over mine. He moved his hand more in my hair, not letting me take my face away from him. He moved his lips on my pale trembling one in full dominance.

He was kissing me so dominatingly like conveying something. I didn't want to understand him anymore but his possessiveness made me want to know it. Even if I don't want to understand him I unknowingly tried to understand it as he moved his lips on mine like he had lost his senses. My whole body was on the verge of collapsing when he wrapped his arm around me and continued conveying his message which I couldn't read.

I want to know it was increasing with each passing second. But I was not in a state of contentment. I closed my eyes as I felt my body giving up. I was so tired of everything I wanted to rest. As if he sensed what I said he let go of my lips as I gasped for breath. He rested his forehead on mine while taking deep breaths and looking at me with the same blazing eyes. I looked at him from under my lashes with half-opened eyes as unconsciousness started taking over me. He lifted me in both arms and started walking I don't where. I looked at him with half-open eyes.

I don't want to go with him anywhere.

"Let me down now. I don't want to go with you. let me go," I said in my small voice. Listening to my words his jaw set but he didn't look at me and kept walking ignoring my words. "I said let me go, I want to go home," I said in my small voice as I lifted my hand and started beating him with my weak hands as he continued taking me ignoring all my protest. My beating didn't even have any effect on him and my weak hands had started to give up. Listening to my words he for the first time he looked at me with a set jaw.

"I'm taking you to our house now, stop stressing yourself," he said in a low angry voice passing chills to my body. Next thing I know he made me sit in his car and fasted my seat belt to stabilize my soon-to-be unconscious body. I opened and closed my eyes as my throat started feeling dry. He moved all the hair strands away from my face and made me drink water and I hungrily gulped the cold contain. As I felt my body getting hydrated he came to his side without wasting time and started to drive the car.

I rested my head on the seat and kept looking out of the window. Now I was wearing the ring of his name on my finger. Today I let him to me on my own and in less than a week I will be completely tied to him. Everything was making me feel heavy, a single tear slipped from the corner of my eyes as I continued looking out of the window. I saw his reflection in the window glass looking at me many times. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as more warm tears slipped from my eyes. After ten minutes I felt the car halting. He opened my side door as I opened my eyes.

"I will walk on my own. Don't touch me," I said in my weak voice while stopping him with my hands as he was about to take me in his arms. He stood erect seeing my protest with a thick jaw. I stepped out and fumbled with the very first step I took as I felt my legs becoming weak. He put his strong arm around me stopping me from falling and carried me to the house. He took me to his bedroom and made me sit on his bed and he went into the closet to come back with his t-shirt.

"Change into it till I go and bring something for you to eat," he said in his steady voice while forwarding the t-shirt which was in his hand to me. I looked at him with glaring eyes. Even though my body was feeling weak I was still ready to fight with him. He doesn't need to show his fake concern to me because I can see through it.

"I don't want anything from you. I just want to go to my house" I said in my angry voice.

"You are in your home now stop being stubborn and change into it," he said in his angry voice.

"No, I'm not and it never will be," I said in my stubborn voice while glaring at him. He massaged his forehead and while closing his eyes in anger.

I don't care if he is angry after listening to my truth.

"Wear this before I come back or else I will do it for you myself," he said in his strong voice while warning me. Saying that he pulled my hand and kept his T-shirt in and went out of the room closing the door loudly. I flinch a bit at the loudness. From the look on his face, I knew he would be true to his words and I didn't want him to touch me.

Not now but never.

I closed my eyes and massaged my forehead. I slipped the dress from my shoulder and wore the t-shirt. I rested my back on the bed feeling fully exhausted. I felt fingers stroking my cheeks very gently after some time as I was almost half-sleeping.

"Cupcake" I heard the soft voice as the fingers still kept gently caressing my cheeks.

"Hmm" I hummed back at the endearment. It felt like someone was calling me so lovingly and it made me respond even in my half-sleeping state.

"Wake up and eat a bit, you have not eaten anything tonight," said the soft voice again.

"I'm sleepy I don't want to," I said in my sleepy voice as the gentle caressing on my cheeks was pushing me more into my sleep. I moved my face more into that gentle caressing.

"Eat a bit or else you will feel sick tomorrow," he said again, making me open my sleepy eyes. As soon I saw his face in front of my eyes I slapped his hand away from my face and sat up to move away from him.

"Stay away from me," I said in anger as I didn't want him near me anymore. His eyes burned in anger when I said that. Instead of moving away from me, he pulled my arm and moved me towards him as our face was just an inch apart. His light brown mad eyes were looking at me with so much intensity that it made my heart beat fast in fear. I was about to avert my face away from his but he took a hold of my chin with his other hand and made me look back in his angry light brown eyes.

"Stop wasting your time telling me to get fucking away from you because it won't happen in this life. You are mine and no one is allowed in between us, not even your beloved sister and my deceased best friend so stop telling me what not to do" he said in anger with a clenched jaw making goosebumps to form all over my body but I still kept glaring at him. My throat went dry when he said those words to me.

How easy is it for him to say something like that? When he says something like this it makes me angrier at him.

"Now behave like my good wild cat and eat this," he said in the same tone while letting me go and bringing a fork full of instant noodles in front of my closed lips.

He will force me to eat it even if I refuse.

"I will eat on my own," I said, trying to take the fork from his hand but he didn't let me take it but brought it back to my closed mouth. I exhaled feeling more exhausted so I opened my mouth and let him feed me. He made me drink some water when he was done feeding me and hungrily gulped the cold contain.

As some water slipped from the corner of my mouth he wiped it out using his thumb making me hard swallow the mouth full of water as his touch spread tingles on my skin. I don't want his touch to affect me but I can't stop feeling myself at his small touch. Not wanting to give him more encouragement I slipped back into the covers shifting away from him. I heard him exhaling loudly as he saw my actions while standing up. Giving the last look at my face he went out of the room. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep again.

Later some time I felt him coming back into the room and going to the closet and then I felt the bed dipping on another side as he slipped into the covers. He put his hand around my waist and pulled me towards his bare chest. Without turning back I tried to remove his hands away from him. But he made his hold tight on me.

"Stop resisting me," he growled as I again tried to take his hands away from me, making me stop as more angry tears built in my eyes.

I don't even know from when I became a cry baby. Now his every action, every word he says to me indicates that now I'm trapped with him and it makes me go mad. Because I'm tired of fighting him because, in the end, he makes me succumb to what he wants. I sobbed as he was not letting me now even away from him. He turned me to face him as I kept sobbing with my closed eyes hiding my face in my pillow. The veil of my hair falling on my face was helping me hide my weak state from him.

I don't want him to show he has this much of an effect on me. He removed my light brown hair away from my face as I kept sobbing a little. He gently wiped the warm tear away from my cheeks as I still kept my eyes closed not wanting to see his face. I felt his light brown eyes on me as his finger gently touched all my face. I'm feeling so exhausted I slowly started drifting in sleep still sobbing as sleep was complete to take over me. He pressed a kiss on my forehead, making me take a shaky breath. It's the first time he ever did that to me. I still didn't open my eyes as he then wrapped both his hands over my small frame. I took a deep breath in his scent and sleep completely took over me.

"So much I was to say to you. So much I want to do to you" he said in his whispering tone while pressing his lips again to my forehead. He whispered to himself thinking I was already sleeping but I heard it. His words confused me so much I wanted to open my eyes and asked him what he meant but my eyelids refused to open them and I didn't force them and got lost in sleep.

The next day bright sun rays fell on my eyes which made me open my tired eyes. The brightness of the sun made me close my eyes again as soon as I opened them. I felt my whole body burning as I tried to prevent the sun rays from following on my now closed eyes. I moved my face to bury it in a pillow to hide my face from the sun's rays. I felt wet cloth sliding down from my head and my eyes open. I lifted my hands and caught the sliding wet cloth and looked at it with my half-open eyes. I felt so tired my body parts were aching as I tried to move them.

Why am I feeling like this? I slept well, still, I'm feeling so tired.

"You are up," said the relief voice, making me look in the direction of the voice. "Don't get up" he said in his firm voice making me stop in my tracks of lifting my weak body. I saw Jack enter the room with a bowl full of water. Still, I tried to sit up as he walked fast towards me and gently pushed me back making me lay flat on my back. I glared at him and he was looking back at me with hard and aid eyes. He checked my body temperature with the back of his hand and then he moved it to my cheeks still checking my body temperature.

"Your body is still burning," he said in his worried voice as he dipped the cloth and placed it again on my forehead. I looked at him, his face was looking tired and his hair was so messy his eyes had a hard little darkness under them. It looked like he didn't sleep well.

"you are so careless who exhaust their body so much. I don't want you to get up from the bed. If you need anything don't get up just call my name I will bring it to you," he said in his worried voice as he again dipped the cloth in water and kept it on my forehead. I just kept looking at him as he continued to complain about my health. I tried to sit up again but he stopped me by grabbing my arm.

"Didn't I just tell you not to get up from bed?" he asked in his firm voice.

"I want to go to the bathroom," I said in a little rough voice as my throat was dry as a desert. He immediately filled the glass full of water and made me drink it and hungrily gulped it as I felt satisfied. With his help, I stood up as my legs were still feeling weak. I went to the bathroom and gave some relief to my bladder. When I was done I went to the sink to wash my hands and face. My face looked more pale than usual. I washed my face with cold water and my body felt a little reviled as cold water touched my burning skin. I looked at my reflection in the mirror as droplets of water slid down from my burning skin taking away the cool effect with it. My long hair was tied in a bun.

Wait a minute who tied them up. Why I'm wearing a different color t-shirt. I remember he gave me a blue t-shirt last night. Then how I'm wearing a white t-shirt now. Did he touch me again without my consent? Why is it so hard for him to understand? I don't want to be touched by him, why can't he get it into his brain that I don't want him near me.

Whenever I succumbed to his touch I felt like I'm betraying my sister. It always felt I was taking away him from her when he was not even mine in the first place. All the things started to weigh on my head more. I took a shaky deep breath as I felt weakness taking over me again. Taking the support of the wall I walked out of the bathroom with shaky legs. As soon as he saw my weak form coming out of the bathroom with the support of the wall he came running to me and tried to take hold of me to support me but I swatted his hand away from me.

"Don't touch me" I said in my shaky angry voice. His jaw clenched listening to my angry voice.

"Why did you touch me in my sleep without my consent? Oh, how did I forget you will always be the devil who takes advantage of my unconscious stated" I said in anger full-heartedly in my voice.

"First sit on the bed, then you can shout at me as much as you want," he said, trying to take hold of me again. I slapped his hand away and took hold of the wall to stable myself.

"Don't touch me! I don't want you near me. What are you getting after making me feel like this? Whenever you touch me I feel like I'm betraying my dead sister. Do you feel happy after hurting me like this then do it for once and all till you're satisfied and then when you're done ruining and shattered me fully then at least let me perish peacefully so I can be breathed in freedom. I don't want to live like this. It's better I was the one in her place--" I said in my angry tear full voice when his angry voice boomed in the room not letting me complete my words. I looked at him with hate-filled eyes as tears slipped out of the corner of my eyes.

"Don't you dare ever say that!" he said in his angry voice as he took hold of my arm and pulled me towards his chest. Our face we're just an inch apart as he breathes heavily like he had run a mile.

"Don't say that ever or else--" he said in anger but didn't complete his sentence as he breathed heavily. He moved his hand and rubbed his face like controlling his building rage. "You want to know why I touched you in your sleeping states then listen. Your whole body was burning and your whole body was sweating. If I didn't change your clothes you would have caught a cold too making your condition worse than it is" he said in his angry voice.

"And the second thing I'm touching you without your consent because you are mine always was. Amelia was never supposed to marry me because you were the one who was supposed to" he said still breathing like a mad wolf. His words made me gasp in fear as my eyes bored more into him.

"I don't believe you," I said nervously as I couldn't process anything.

"If you don't believe me then see this," he said in his angry voice letting me go

He went near the nightstand and took out a file from the drawer.

"Read it," he said, shoving the file in my hand. I looked at it with confused eyes. I opened it with a shaky hand as I was feeling something big was inside it. Something which will change my life forever was written inside it.

I hesitated to open it for a few seconds. I made myself ready to face whatever was written in it. I slowly opened it with a heavy heart. As I read what was written in it my mind started spinning and darkness again took over me making me lose my balance.

Pitch-black darkness completely took over me.

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