Ella's POV.

I was coming back to school in the car. Jessica and Sara asked me many times what happened to me, why my eyes were red and puffy but I didn't reply. I wasn't in the mood to answer. I was lost in my own thoughts and his.

The scene from earlier came into my mind. The truth was... it had never left my mind... not for even one second. It was playing like a repeated serial. Again and Again.

What would have happened if that cabin wouldn't have moved?

Probably I would have gotten my first kiss.

My mind was shut off that time and all I wanted was his lips on mine. I didn't care at that time what would be the after-effects. I, very easily, let him enter into my caged life as he managed to seep into my heart, slowly and gently with time. And my traitorous heart! It gave in! It didn't stop him. It surrendered so easily in front of him, letting him make my heart as his own.

Damn!

Why did I talk to him the first time? Why did I first reply to him? Why I agreed on becoming friends?

Damn, me!

I knew it was going to be trouble but I couldn't stop it. Knowing all the consequences, knowing the effect he had on me, I still ended up making us friends. Knowing, we could never work, I still ended up falling for him

Darn it!

The car slowed down as I noticed the school building.

"Sara! I need your glasses," I said as the car stopped in the parking lot of the school.

I borrowed Sara's black shades to hide the puffiness of my eyes. Carrying my back on my shoulder I stepped out of the car and headed inside the school. Just two minutes after I heard the honk of my car and went towards it but not before glancing at him.

He was looking in my direction with hurtful eyes and I couldn't help but feel sorry for what I did.

I am sorry, Xaiden! It's for your best! I can't see you getting hurt!

I am sorry...

I held back my tears, biting my lower lip.

I sat in the car and with a heavy heart, I headed towards my house.

Yup! Definitely! Not a lucky day!

I went straight to my room and after throwing my bag on the couch, I threw myself on the bed.

"What a day!" I mumbled to myself thinking about how I had spent my school hours.

That heaviness still in my heart.

Everything was going just fine. We were all enjoying, having fun, cracking jokes and roaming around the city. Everything was just great until that Ferris Wheel came in the scene.

I closed my eyes as Xaiden's face came flashing in my mind.

His heart-melting smile...

His silver-grey eyes...

The way he was looking at me...

The way he was holding my face...

And then those hurt, that disappointment in his eyes...

Gosh! What could I do?

I hugged my pillow as I buried my head in it. Shutting my eyes tight, I tried my best to erase his images from my brain but this all was useless.

No matter how much I tried, he wouldn't just leave my mind. His piercing eyes still lingering my mind, no matter how hard I tried to forget them. Then his earlier words came back in my mind followed by her kiss on my forehead.

"I'm not leaving you, Ella. I won't be leaving you. No matter what."

"I'm not leaving you. So, don't make it hard for yourself."

My heart skipped a beat recalling it and then a wave of pain and hurt went through my body. I wished I could tell him how dangerous it was. I wished I could tell him who I was. I wished I could tell him to never come back.

God! Please let him leave me!

Please...just let him forget me.

Please... Let us forget about each other.

I couldn't hurt him...

A tear rolled down my cheek as my heart clenched. It hurt as hell hoping that he'd forget the mere presence of me.

I hugged my pillow tighter as a muffled cry left my lips.

I knew deep down, I didn't want it to happen. I knew I couldn't forget him. I knew, no matter how much I would try, I would never forget him because I had already fallen for him.

God? Was this what everyone called being in love? Was this how love felt like?

Happy at one moment and agony the other moment. To wish to hold his hand but when you'd reach for it, it would vanish. To feel overwhelmed when you remember him, then knowing you couldn't have him, making you wish you were dead.

Was this that love about which I read in novels?

Was love such a deceiving act? One moment, it's everything you could wish for and the other moment, there's nothing!

Was I in love?

Xaiden's POV.

"You don't know the real me."

Her words were constantly ringing in my mind one after another. Her voice, her each word clear as they echoing inside my brain.

"I don't want to see you hurt."

"Please! Leave me!"

Her words were like daggers as they cut deep through my heart.

Leave her?

Don't want me to get hurt?

What was all this shit about? What kind of puzzle this was? What was she afraid of? What was that fear? And what was exactly the real her?

Damn it!

My mind was getting paranoid on thinking about all of these questions. I groaned in frustration as I leaned my head against the head of the bed.

"Ella! What is your darkest fear?" I mumbled to myself, staring at the ceiling, still trying to solve this mystery.

My phone rang breaking me out of my trance. I picked it up without looking at the caller's ID.

"Hello?" I whispered.

"You're coming to Russia the next month. You have one month to find her." Dad ordered in the same usual roaring way.

Back to Russia? But why? And just one month? How was I going to find her in such a short time? I don't know anything about her!

"There is something that needs to be sorted. We have gotten our hands on some serious information. It will help us as well and will benefit both of the parties." His voice was brutal and cold.

"What both parties?" I questioned.

"You'll know. Remember, one month." With that, he cut the call and I knew his orders were final.

He had never listened to me and had always made me done whatever he'd say. He was the master of my life, the controller of me. His orders were always final and those who opposed them wrote their own death wish.

I would have to leave school and I don't know when I'd return. Although this school, this me, this character, even this clothing, this was all just a cover. I had already graduated from high school back in Russia and now I was the young master of our empire. Dad gave me all the training I needed to run this empire. He taught me to be merciless, to be selfish and not to forgive anyone.

And this all gentleness, all sweet and sugar-coated things was just a part of my cover to get closer to my target. To get her and then crush her. To avenge my mom. To take blood for blood. To take his precious daughter's life in return for my mother's life.

But unfortunately! I hadn't succeeded so far!

Damn!

My hands clenched in tight fists as the blazing fire was burning in my eyes.

I needed to find her and finish her!

Suddenly Ella's face pop back in my mind. My anger faded away as she was smiling at me.

My heart? It's melting...

That sweet, nice gentleman act, that smile on my lips, that sugar-coated words. It was all supposed to be a cover, just a temporary thing but now on remembering her, it felt real. When I saw her, when I talk to her, it didn't feel like a cover. It felt like they were straight from my heart.

Her beautiful emerald eyes, her smile. It would make me smile for real and not just for show.

She had me enchanted.

But today, her puffy, red eyes were filled with tears. Her cheeks were stained with them, her lips were quivering as she cried silently. Those words came flashing back.

"You don't know the real me."

The real her? What did she mean by that?

I guess... Now I knew what I was going to do.

I'd find what she's afraid of! I'd find the real her...

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Oh, God!

What he'll do when he'll find it out?

Gosh! Things are getting complicated!

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