Blakes' POV:

Hearing the news of her freedom she jumps into my arms and hugs me tightly. Her hands on my sore and bruised back make me whimper in pain. I never thought she'll hug me willingly. I feel happy but at the same time thinking about the reason which made her hug me breaks my heart.

"What happened?" She asks with a bit of concern shining in her eyes and all of my pain drowns suddenly. The care and affection I wanted to see in her eyes so badly is now a reality. This feels so good but the thought of letting her go keeps haunting me from inside.

"Nothing, just back pain." I lie not wanting to tell the truth about how my dad had hit me because of her and about how much of a weakling I'm in front of my dad.

"You're okay?" She asks again, making me melt into her light-brown eyes. The shine on her face is back and It feels so relieving.

"Anyways, you are leaving tomorrow. I'll get the contract ready." I inform her with an aching heart. But she looks happy, extremely happy. She claps her hands before jumping out of the bed.

"Seriously? Thank you so much, Blake. It feels so unreal." She jumps in joy. Her excitement is at another level today. I've never seen her so happy. Although my insides burn with the thought of her leaving me tomorrow but seeing her this joyous I feel good.

"Okay-okay, stop jumping now, and pack your bags. At least take back what you brought from France." I know she can't take back the dresses I bought for her. She needs to give an explanation to her parents about why she's back so I don't want to burden her with dresses and stuff. It's better if she forgets me and lives her life. I don't want her to remember these terrible moments which in the end happened because of me.

She opens her mouth to tell something but I walk out of the room. I don't want to hear her, not her thank you and neither anything else. If I hear her speak one more time, I'd cry and that's the last thing I want to do in front of her. Closing the door behind me, I lock it and change the passcode for her safety.

"How did Luca manage to enter the right passcode? Very few people know it and none of them would have disclosed it. Anyways, she's going back so I do not need to worry about this anymore I guess.

"Andrew, for tomorrow, book the earliest flight to France for two people," I ask him and he gives me a confused look.

"Mel and Ella are leaving," I tell him and his eyes widen.

"Are you kidding me, bro? You got her after so much of a struggle and you let her go like this?" He asks in shock.

"Yes, they are leaving tomorrow. No questions. Don't tell anyone about this until they go back." I smile weakly and leave his room.

I feel miserable, tired, and broken. This is not the way I pictured us. Getting separated never existed in my plan but life never turns out the way we want, does it?
She'll go back to start a new life and that's what she deserves. I'll move on with time, after all being human doesn't suit me. I'm evil and I'll die evil. No one can change me and my fate. This is how my life is supposed to be, her leaving is my punishment for killing all those innocent people. This is what I deserve and I'll accept it if it keeps her safe and secure.

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Melissa's POV:

After hours of waiting, he finally enters the room with a file in his hand. He looks tired and sad. His eyes are soggy and red while his upright shoulders are sullen today.

"Read and sign them." He hands me the paper and I read them.

I take a good look at the paper which consists of a bunch of rules with terms and conditions about what I should not do in France. Basic things like, do not tell anyone about what happened here. Do not let anyone know that I know the William Family. Never talk about London. And if I break the contract then he'll hunt me down and I'll have to stay with him again regardless of the situation.

I sign them immediately and never in my dreams I'm gonna break any terms of the contract. My freedom has walked on its own for me, how can I let it go then! He looks at me deeply and I realize that I've been dancing like a fool with papers in my hand so I stop hoping like an idiot and then stand firm.

"Will you dance with me?" Blake asks out of the blue and holds out his hand. He's asking so politely and on top of that is gonna let me go tomorrow. So, I take a hold of his hand and he pulls me into his arms gently and starts to sing. He sings the song, the song which I don't recall hearing ever but it sounds pleasing. It never occurred to me that he would ever sing, no one would ever imagine that he's the same cold and heartless person. His voice ain't anything like bossy and hoarse, instead, it is soft and flowy. He sounds completely different, making him look like another person. Our body dances to the lyrics he sings, in perfect synchronization.

He turns me around and then pulls me into his arms. I don't flinch this time. I'm occupied by the freedom which I longed for. We finally get to leave this prison. I'm so so happy. I cannot describe how much of a happy soul I'm today.

"Now should we sleep?" He stops singing and leans till he reaches my earlobe.

"Hmm." is all I could say. I hope his sleep doesn't mean something else, otherwise, my good mood won't last long and I don't want it to end. But nothing as such happens fortunately and he only cuddles me from the back and falls asleep like he always does.

Excitement doesn't let me sleep and butterflies party in my stomach. I know this is real but I can't believe it. I want tomorrow to come early and set me free from this prison. Anyways, I close my eyes to let sleep take over me but it doesn't happen. Instead, I can feel him shifting. His hand from my hand moves to tug the strands of my hair behind my ear but I pretend to be asleep. I can feel his stare all the time, thus making my breath uneven. My heartbeat quickens as I can feel his breath at my temples. He plants a soft kiss on it and keeps stroking my hair gently.

"You know, I love you for real."

I can feel liquid on my arms and a cold shiver runs down my spine but I keep my eyes closed. I don't want any more awkward moments, do I? He engulfs me into a hug from the back and nuzzles his face into my neck and drifts off to sleep.

I don't understand him, he always has this different behavior. The time I think of him as ruthless, he becomes all sweet and when I think he's sweet, he suddenly shifts to his evil self. I can't figure out who he is. There are times when I want to punch him so much that he forgets how he looked, but then again sometimes I want to tell him that he is not that bad.

Now that he is letting me go, I think he's cropped a very small corner in my heart. Not a corner of love, but to think him to be less monstrous than I assumed. Whatever the case is, tomorrow I will be free and will not have to see him anymore. I'm all happy and excited but I also have this feeling which I don't understand. I'm not exactly sad but I feel something is off. What's wrong with me?

With all thoughts running in my mind, my head feels heavy and slowly my eyes close.

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A/N:
Okay guys, so here's some spoiler so that you catch up to where the story is going.

Firstly this is not going to be the end of this story, if you are thinking so ;)

Spoiler is, that Melissa doesn't know that her freedom will be more of a hell than the prison she wanted to escape from.

I wish she would not leave him, because her ill fate is going to haunt her once again and this time without mercy.

Stay tuned for the awaited thrill!

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