I love all the hate for Cara in the last chapter lmao XD

btw to all Alex's shippers,

watch out,

we got many Nikolas shippers from the last chapter, I don't know how or why or what 🤦🏼‍♀️

[AND smaller chapter than usual i know, but bear with me, university is not giving me a break *breaks into tears*]

Cara's POV

I want to throw up. Again.

The touch of his lips on mine still drove in me the same amount of disgust it always did.

My stomach tightened more. Can I just throw up in his mouth?

It's okay Cara, hold on more, it is all going as planned, come on.

I shakily brought my hand up before I let my fingers lightly rest over his cheek feeling the rasp of his light stubble against my fingertips. Shame gripped me by the throat. I knew I shouldn't be doing this, no matter what my motivations behind it are, I shouldn't be doing it.

I hated every second of it. Because Alex doesn't deserve this.

But all I can think about day and night is the possible ways to ruin this man I am now kissing, to see him painfully pay for all his sins, for the lives he had stolen and all the hearts he had broken.

My desire for revenge is the only thing keeping me from going insane. It clouded my heart, my mind, and every cell in my body is screaming for it.

He made a low sound in his throat as he drew me closer and I did nothing but surrender. My other hand plastered against his chest feeling something pumping hard underneath my palm.

Oh, so he does have a heart after all.

Good.

The plan now is simple; win his heart and trust, take all I can out of it and then simply break it. Trample all the light from his life, crush him just like he had crushed every good thing in mine.

My head spun in this muddle of distaste and dread and the faintest flicker of hope that things are working out my way for the very first time.

The hold of our lips broke. Relief left me in a stuttered breath. Every cell in my body was pulling back, repelling away, because deep inside they knew I shouldn't be this close to him. But I had to suck it up and go with the flow.

Sucking in a steeling breath, I pried my eyes open. He was staring back at me, dazed and breathless. His hand still gripping the back of my neck, his nose almost touching mine from the closeness.

A low breath left his mouth before he whispered the words out, "What are you doing?"

Okay, let the drama start.

I swallowed hard, I blinked and shook my head as if I couldn't believe what just happened, "I - I d-don't know." I stuttered, out of words. I brought my hand and removed his from over my neck before I pushed myself away from him, I shook my head, panic flared in my voice, "This - this is wrong."

He inched closer to me and I took another step backward, he brought his hand to my arm, "Cara-"

"No! Leave me." I snapped while pushing him away, "This didn't happen, it didn't." I shook my head.

Tears. I need tears.

Come on Cara.

"But you kissed me back." He said. He is falling for the act. Great.

Fake tears welled up my eyes and I shook my head again, I hiccuped a sob, "No no, I didn't, i-" I let one tear scroll down before I turned my back and ran out of the room.

I heard his steps behind me and I couldn't help but smile.

If I need this to work then I must be more than careful. One thing I've learned over these two years is that Nikolas is not stupid, he can't be easily manipulated. I can't just be like I fell in love with you, he won't believe me, he knows I hate him to bits.

So, instead, I just have to show him that it is happening against my will. That I am helplessly falling for him. That I don't understand what I am feeling and I am interpreting it as hate.

That when he kissed me, I couldn't help but kiss him back because I have deep buried feelings for him. That's what he'll think. And when I run away and try to deny it, he'll be sure I am fighting myself to not feel them.

He'll think I love him but I am trying not show it because it is wrong. Without me saying the words, he'll know, and then gaining his trust won't be that hard.

I can be smart sometimes, I swear.

I reached the kitchen and stopped. I breathed heavily as I pressed my palms against the table. I shut my eyes acting all confused and troubled.

I can be the best damsel in distress ever.

His steps took a pause just right behind me, "Cara look at me." he said as his hand came to my shoulder turning me around.

I faced him and sucked in a deep breath, "Don't run away from me." He said softly. Ugh.

I swallowed hard, "That kiss didn't happen, okay?" I said, "It was a mistake."

He shook his head, his gaze caressed my face before he said, "No, it was the best thing that ever happened to me."

I almost rolled my eyes but I stopped myself for the sake of my act. He can make the best dramatic person ever.

"I wasn't supposed to kiss you back."

"But you did."

Fuck you.

Cara, don't lose the act. Go on with it.

Ugh, he just has his own way in pushing my buttons. I want to hit him so bad.

I swallowed again and acted as if I am having a trouble to even my breath, "I should've not kissed you back." I walked away from him, I pressed my palm against my forehead and mumbled to myself, "I should hate you - I hate you- I don't-"

Acting all confused. Done.

I should write a book or even join acting classes. I swear I have a natural talent. Maybe later, who knows.

Back to earth now, back to earth.

"I need water," I said breathlessly as I searched in the drawers for a cup.

Nikolas opened one of the cupboards and took a glass out before pouring water in it, he handed it to me, "Here."

Ugh acting all prince charming again, I want to puke, I need to throw up right now.

I glared at the cup in his hand before my gaze flicked to his face, "I don't want anything from you." I said as I harshly took the cup and threw it away make it crash into pieces behind him.

Hmm. Dramatic, I like that.

His wide eyes flicked to the broken glass before they settled back on me, "What the-"

He didn't have time to complete his words as I took an empty glass from the opened drawer beside me, "Get away from me!" I said as I angrily threw it at him. He ducked away making it crash at the wall behind him so I took another one, "Leave me alone !" I snapped as I threw it but the bitch knows how to dodge a bullet. And I definitely don't know how to aim.

I groaned in frustration before I took another one and threw it at him again. He clenched his jaw as he moved away making it AGAIN crash behind him, "Goddammit Cara stop!" He hissed as he moved forward but I took another cup, "I didn't kiss you back!" I threw it, "I hate you!" I threw another one, "Don't you dare come closer !" Another one.

"I want to-" I couldn't complete my words as his fingers wrapped around my wrist stopping me from throwing the seventh cup I guess. His eyes hardened, "Stop." He hissed.

Back to the scary monster, aren't we?!

I gritted my teeth as I tried to free my hand, I was angry and it wasn't an act. "Leave me I said." I snapped as I tried to pull away. He took the cup from my fisted hand and placed it away. I still tried to free myself from him, I tried to kick him but it didn't work so I stepped over his feet.

He cursed something under his breath before I was suddenly swept off my feet.

What the-

I gasped as I looked around and realized what just happened. My eyes widened and I hit his chest, "Put me down! Put me down!" I snapped as I kept hitting him. He just tightened his hold over me, one arm under my knees, the other under my back, securely holding me in his arms, "You stupid jerk! PUT ME DOWN." Another hit and another but he doesn't seem to get affected.

UGH!

I groaned as I hit his chest again, I gritted my teeth, "Put me down you jerk, put me down or I swear to god-" My words took a pause when I heard him chuckle. My eyes widened more as my gaze drifted to his face and another chuckle vibrated from his chest.

My eyes grew wider, "What are you laughing at?!" Oh god, my head hurts, I need to hurt him, I am mad, I am so mad, I need to spill his blood like right now, "What's so funny ha?"

He smiled and shook his head amused, "You see I am supposed to be mad at you right now but I don't know why I am not."

I shot him another glare, "I know why." My lips curled into a sneer, "Because you became such a wimp."

Here I said it again. Let him kill me, I don't care.

He raised an eyebrow and sighed, "I don't know from where I gather all this patience and tolerance when I am around you."

"Can you please put me down." I hissed through gritted teeth.

His lips curled up and he shook his head.

My eyes widened, "Do you want to die?" I said in a threatening tone.

He chuckled again, "What are you gonna kill me with? A cup?" The bitch is mocking me. He dares to mock me.

GOD, PLEASE GIVE ME PATIENCE.

My hand itched to just slap him and I almost did it but the sound of footsteps nearing us stopped me. Both Nikolas and I turned to the owner to see two guys approaching us. I've seen them with him a few times before. Their eyes flicked from Nikolas to me in his arms.

Well now, this is interesting.

One of them swallowed hard and scratched his neck nervously, "Uh --sir." He stuttered.

"What do you want ?" Nikolas snapped and I flinched at his sudden change in tone. His features hardened as he glared at the poor guy who looks like he is about to shit himself any moment now while the other one stood frozen by his side, his gaze not wavering from how I am wrapped in Nik's arms.

I smirked and took this as my chance. I curled my hand into a fist and hit Nikolas's chest again and again and - again, "I said put me down you stupid jerk! PUT ME DOW-", Before I even had the chance to finish my sentence, I felt my feet touching the ground again. Thank god.

An accomplished smile touched my lips as I straightened my clothes. The guy's eyes widened as he stared at me with his lips parted a bit. The other one gave me a pity look, they are probably trying to understand how I got the balls to shout at their boss.

Nikolas probably goes all scary monster on them, they wouldn't know the wimp he becomes when he is around me.

"I said what the fuck do you want ?" Nikolas hissed grabbing the guy's attention back to him. The guy swallowed, "I- it's j-just-" Oh poor you, "I think you're busy, we'll talk later." The other one said in a hurry before he turned around and stormed out of the kitchen dragging his friend along.

Nikolas turned to me, he gave me the look, you know, the i-really-want-to-kill-you-but-i-can't look. He raked his fingers through his hair, "What the hell was that?"

I crossed my arms over my chest. I couldn't shake the smirk off my face as I shrugged, "What?" I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my throat, I tried to cover it with a cough when I saw anger flash in his eyes.

"Are you scared your men would realize how whipped you've become ?"

Oh god, I've grown few balls since I last came here. Woah.

His eyebrow raised again, his lips parted but he said nothing. He closed them and clenched his jaw.

Annoying him is such a blast.

I want to dance.

I chuckled again, "Oh god it was so worth it." I mumbled to myself as I took the cup from beside me and poured water in it, totally and completely not affected by what just happened.

I took the cup and sat over the chair and sipped on it as if it is the most important thing to do.

And guess what - that bitch seated himself across me.

I gulped my water before I placed my cup down. I glared at him, "Aren't you gonna leave me alone?"

He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his seat, "No." he simply answered.

"Ugh!" I groaned, "So what? You kissed me and I kissed you back, get over it." I waved him off, "Oh god you're so clingy."

"Stop being such a girl !" I added as I threw my hands up in bewilderment.

I need to shut up. I really need to shut up. I have no control or whatsoever.

That looked like it had kicked him in the guts. He uncrossed his arms from over his chest, his tight jaw and the hard look in his eyes almost made me squirm.

"First you call me a wimp, then you snap at me and you hit me in front of my men -" he crossed his arms over the table and leaned forward. He tilted his head and his eyes narrowed, "Then you say I am whipped." I swallowed hard, "And now you are calling me a girl."

Okay, maybe that wasn't such a bright idea.

He scrunched his eyebrows, "Do you have a death wish or something ?"

I rolled my eyes at his question and sarcastically said, "Well you said you are not gonna hurt me."

He slammed one of his fists over the table, "So what? You're testing my patience ?!" Why he is screaming. Tell him not to scream at a pregnant woman.

"So what? You gonna fight a pregnant woman ?" I snarked, "I would love to see you try."

He mumbled something under his breath as he looked away from me. And I smiled again.

Why is this so satisfying?

"What the f-ck are you smiling at?" I turned to him trying my best to hide my smile but failed. I chuckled and shook my head, "Annoying you makes me so happy."

He just stared back at me as if I am crazy. I traced my lower lip trying my best to hide my smile but it kept on resurfacing again.

He sighed and shook his head, he looked away from me and I saw the smile that threatened to break into his hard features.

I leaned forward, my forearm rested on the table as I wrapped my fingers around the glass cup, my thumb tracing its edge as I stared at Nikolas trying to figure out my next move, thinking of how I can steal words out of his mouth.

He turned his head back to me, our gaze met, the hardness slowly started to leave his eyes as he stared back at me. I saw the bob in his throat, the hard swallow, the rise in his chest as he heaved out a breath, the clench of his jaw and the nervous tapping of his fingers over the table.

He is not comfortable. I noticed. My gaze made him uncomfortable, I wonder why.

Out of the blue, I threw the weirdest question at him, "Did you go to college?"

The tapping of his fingers stopped, his eyebrows pulled together in confusion, "What?"

I shrugged, "I am just curious."

He nodded, "Of course I did." He said in a matter of a fact tone.

I gave him a weird look, "Really?"

He gave me questioning look, "What's so weird about that?"

I shrugged, "I didn't know they give mafia classes at universities."

His lips curled up in annoyance at my sarcastic tone.

A low chuckle left my mouth, "So you really went to college, you know attended classes, solved homeworks, had exams, finals and all?" I shook my head, "Oh god I can't imagine that."

I couldn't help but laugh at the idea, "So when the professor used to give you a bad grade, did you threaten him with a gun or something?" He looked beyond annoyed and that excited me even more. My eyes narrowed, "Or you probably just killed him, didn't you?"

I bit my lower lip to stop myself from laughing but failed, " Did you have friends? Joined clubs and went to parties and all?"

He sighed heavily, his eyebrow raised, "Are you finished?" He asked annoyed.

I shook my head with a smile, "You see when I think about you- which is a thing I don't do-" I rolled my eyes, "But when I do think about you I don't see a normal human being who eats, sleeps and you know do normal things like going to college and having fun."

My eyes widened when I realized something, "Do you eat normal food like us? I never saw you eat."

He shook his head with a tired sigh, "I am human too." He scrunched his eyebrows, "What do you see me as?"

My lips pursed, "A monster, a devil maybe-" I shook my head and looked him square in the eye, "But definitely not human."

His jaw tightened before he said, "I am flattered."

I rolled my eyes, "What ?" I placed my hand on my chest and asked, "Did I hurt your feelings?"

A girl. I swear a girl he is.

But I won't risk saying that again.

I licked my lips and leaned back in my seat, i warily eyed his moves before i dropped my other question, "Have you ever gone on a date?"

He looked at me as if I grew another head, "What?"

My eyes widened a bit, "Oh ! You don't know what a date is? My bad sorry." I tried to explain, "You know it is when two people who like each other go out and have fun-" I should stop before he actually loses his mind and kill me.

I pursed my lips as if thinking it through, "How can I explain this to you now?"

He raked his fingers through his hair and mumbled incoherent words under his breath before he suspiciously asked, "What's with all these questions now?"

I shrugged casually, "Just curious. I just realized that I've lived with you for two years yet I know nothing about you."

"It's better if you don't know." He said through gritted teeth as if telling me to drop it down.

I rolled my eyes to annoy him more, "So you never went on a date, did you?"

He didn't answer my question and just looked away. The bitch is ignoring me.

"Okay, I got my answer."

I stayed silent for a mere second before I threw my other question at him, "So you never loved anyone?" I am not dropping this down until I figure out who is her. Who do I remind him of?

He looked back at me, "No." He simply answered, "I didn't have time for love."

"Oh sorry, I forgot that you just go and order girls to marry you," I said sarcastically referring to what happened to me when I first met him.

He said nothing. He just ignored me again. Bitch.

My eyebrows pulled together and I continued my investigation, "Were you always this bad?"

I saw his body tense a bit, he looked back at me but his eyes weren't with me at all, they got lost somewhere during his search for an answer to my question.

He swallowed hard and shook his head. His voice came low as he said, "No."

"There was a point where I actually cared." He added. His voice thick.

"And what happened ?" I asked.

"Life happened."

Yeah, that was really helpful.

"Do you think you can be that person again? The good one I mean?"

He looked as if thinking it through, his eyes met mine again and he said, "I don't know." He shook his head, "I did many things I can never go back from." Good thing he knows.

"I never actually wanted to go back there, to be that person again."

"Why?"

For a moment he didn't look like him. He blinked as if to kick himself out of the thoughts clouding his mind. "Because he was weak-" He swallowed hard, "He was powerless and easy to break." He said as he did what he always does when he is nervous, he scratched the area where the scar is.

That scar, there is a story behind it, a story I need to know.

"I never wanted to change not until-" His eyes met mine again, "Not until you."

Don't roll your eyes Cara and ruin this. Don't.

Breath in. Breath out.

I tried to concentrate on the task at hand so I asked, "But by changing, doesn't it mean you'd be weak again? And you just said you don't want to be that person anymore." I need to get into his head more. I still don't understand him, or his motives.

He nodded and said, "But this time, it'll be worth it."

I tucked my hair behind my ear and acted as if his words affected me as I asked with a low voice, "What do you mean?"

"I mean give me a second chance and I am ready to leave everything behind." He said ever so seriously as if he actually meant it.

"I'll let go of everything, I will leave my position as a leader, I will give up on my revenge, I will leave everyone alone, just -" He sucked in a breath, "Just give me a chance to prove that I can change."

"You'll give up on your revenge?" I just couldn't believe this part, "Didn't you once tell me that it's the only reason you are living for."

He nodded, "But now -" His gaze flicked from my eyes to my stomach then back to my eyes, "Now I have other reasons to live for."

"Leave with me, we'll go far away from everyone, we'll start from the beginning, a new life, a normal one."

He is so delusional. I wanna roll my eyes so bad.

"And then you'll see the man behind the monster." He added.

"What if there is no man behind the monster?" I will just go with the flow.

"There is." He smiled, not his wicked one, but a real smile, " And you once called him prince charming."

What bullsh-t is he talking about?

Prince charming my ass.

I scrunched my eyebrows, "What?"

He shook his head, "Just think about it, this time I am not ordering you to leave with me, this time I am asking. The answer is simple, and the choice is yours."

The answer is no. Never in a million years.

But I will pretend I am thinking about it. I'll pretend for the sake of my act.

I nodded my head before I stood up.

A wave of dizziness swept over me blurring my sight the moment I stood straight. My palm pressed against the table to stabilize myself as I muttered, "Woah."

I immediately felt an arm sneak around my waist before he asked, "Are you okay?"

Wow, I didn't even need to act for this one.

I blinked and took a second to gain control over my body again, I nodded my head, "I just felt a little dizzy." I said while trying my best not to flinch at his touch, I have to act that I am comfortable with it, that it doesn't chill me to my bones and makes my stomach tighten into knots.

"You threw up and you are dizzy, I don't think you are okay." He said, all worried and sh-t. UGH.

I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, "It is called being pregnant."

"It's actually your fault," I said with a light shrug.

His eyebrow raised as his arm slowly left me, "You never miss a chance to blame me, do you?"

I shook my head before an idea crossed my mind. Let's make things go my way this time.

Let's pretend to be dizzy again.

"Oh." I suddenly said before I pressed my fingers to my temple as if I felt real pain. I pressed my eyes shut and massaged my temple pretending fake pain.

"I don't think you are okay." He said as I felt him inch closer.

I acted like I almost lost my balance but I immediately clutched into him, my fingers wrapped around his shirt as his arms immediately went around me.

I hate his touch. I hate it. But I have to do this.

I bit the inside of my cheek as I fought against the brimming emotions in my chest.

Am I doing the right thing?

Is this worth knowing more about Nikolas? Was kissing him worth it?

Doubt fluttered into my consciousness and mingled with guilt.

Does Alex deserve this? He doesn't, of course, he doesn't. But I am not doing it for the fun of it, I am doing this for us, so we can get rid of Nikolas and free ourselves.

So we can finally be together again.

I swallowed past the lump in my throat and fought against all the logic in me. I have to think with my mind, not my heart.

I can do this. I can act like I care. I can be strong.

"Do you feel okay ?" He asked snapping me out of my daze. "You are scaring me."

You should be scared Nikolas because your end will be soon.

I nodded my head and took in a deep breath before I lifted it up and met his eyes.

Our faces were close. So close to making my heart shake with fear. So close almost knocking off my act.

I heaved a breath and stared him in the eye. He looked back at me, worry flared in his gaze, his eyebrows pulled together, he looked like he cares.

"I am fine." My voice came as a whisper.

He let out a relieved sigh in return.

I licked my lips, "You know -" I smiled, "You are not so ugly."

His eyebrow raised, "Should I take that as a compliment?"

I let out a low chuckle, "You can."

A low chuckle vibrated from his chest and shook his head.

"It's just I always looked at you with hate that I didn't actually see you, but now-" I stopped myself there.

Left my words hanging for him to analyze.

His smile slowly faded, it is working, I am sure it is.

"Now you look at me with what?"

My eyes widened as if I didn't realize what I said, I let go of his shirt, I swallowed hard, "N-nothing." I stuttered as I tried to push myself away from him but he tightened his arm around and pulled me back to him.

"You don't have to always run away from it."

"I am not running away from anything." I made my voice shake a bit. More dramatic if you know what I am saying. I looked away as I tried to break free from him, "Let me go Nikolas."

He placed his hand under my chin and lifted my head up. "I kissed you and you kissed me back, tell me what that means and I will let you go."

I clenched my jaw, "It means nothing."

"Don't deny it." He said strictly. "You felt something. I am sure you did. You don't just kiss the people you hate."

"It was a mistake. Stop talking about it." I said faking anger. The more I try to deny the more he makes sure I have feelings for him.

"So if i kissed you now, what will you do?" He said with a challenging tone.

"I will kick you where the sun doesn't shine," I said ever so seriously.

He chuckled and shook his head amused. His gaze flicked to my lips then back to my eyes.

"Don't you dare!" I warned. I hope he doesn't, I don't have it in me to kiss him back again.

He shook his head, "I am not going to kiss you, don't worry. I just love being close to you." His hand rested under my ear, his thumb gently stroked my cheek, "Because when I am, my heart beats so fast that I can hear it in my ears, I am not even kidding. And I feel these -" He looked as if searching for the suitable word, "These - things in my stomach." He sighed.

"From the moment you told me about this child-" His other hand left my waist and traveled to my belly, my body couldn't help but tense at his touch, "I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't breathe and there is this feeling I don't understand, it is weird but it feels good-" His eyebrows pulled together, "I don't know what they call it bu-"

"It's called happiness," I said, interrupting his words.

"That's how happiness feels like?" He asked.

I nodded my head, "This child makes you happy."

He nodded as his gaze went to my stomach, "I got something I thought it was taken away from me long ago-" He looked back at me, his eyes naked for me to see through, "Do you blame me if I was happy with it?"

I shook my head, "You never felt like this before?"

He gave me a weak smile, "Do you believe me if I said no."

I swallowed hard, "So there is actually a man behind the beast."

He nodded, "If you just open your eyes, you'll see him."

"But I don't want to see him," I said weakly.

"Why?"

"Because if I did, then forgiving you would be easy-"I shook my head, "And it shouldn't be easy because you've hurt me so bad."

"I know-"

"No, No, you don't know!" My voice raised, "I don't want to see the good in you, I don't want to find someone else to blame for the mistakes you've made, your past shouldn't be responsible for what you've become."

"How? How shouldn't it be responsible?" There was anger in his voice but it wasn't directed at me, "How was I supposed to know how to love when all I was taught was to hate!"

"How was I supposed to forget everything that has happened?" There was pain, real pain in his eyes, "Forget what they did to me and what they did to her?" He shook his head," I can't, how can I when I still have scars to remind of it."

I didn't know what to say, he was opening up but still, nothing is clear.

His arms left me, with one of his hands he scratched his neck nervously, my eyes couldn't help but follow his movement.

"You see this scar-" He said grabbing my attention back to him, "It's nothing compared to what I went through." He clenched his jaw, "It's nothing compared to what he did to her !"

"Who is her?" I asked in bewilderment.

He shook his head, "You won't understand." He took a step backward and looked away from me, "No one would understand, no one." He gripped the back of his head, he is losing it.

I stepped closer, he is vulnerable now, it's my only chance. I placed my hand on his arm, "Hey, it's okay." I tried to soothe him because he looked one step away from losing his mind. He clenched his jaw and looked back at me, "I didn't move on from that, I can't move on before I make them pay for ruining not only one life but two."

"But here I am, ready to let it all go for you, but you're not ready to even give me one chance." he shook his head as if mocking himself.

"Do you blame me if I am scared?" I asked, "For the past two years, I just saw the beast-" I shook my head, "How do you expect me to see the man behind it when you don't let me in when I know nothing but your bad side-"

I inched even closer, "What happened to you, Nikolas? What happened that messed you up this bad? Tell me who else should I blame for what happened to me?" I blame no one but him.

My hand warily traveled from his arm to his neck. I ran my fingers, ever so lightly along his neck, feeling the scar against my fingertips, my gaze flicked back to his eyes as I whispered the words out. "Tell me."

He didn't remove my hand.

I could see the blackness of his pupil growing wider, I could see the green taking a much lighter shade.

I could see how after this one day, I have completely gained his trust.

"Who did this to you ?" I said, curiosity flared in my voice... or was it concern?

God is going to punish me for this.

His lips parted but he said nothing, he closed his eyes for a second and let out a low sigh.

He was on the verge of giving it all to me.

I almost inched my body closer to his. My hand traveled all the way from his neck, down his arm till our palms met and I intertwined our fingers together, "Maybe finally i'll be able to see you, the real you."

"Tell me, who did this?" I asked again.

He opened his eyes and settled them on me, his sucked in a breath,

"My uncle." His jaw ticked, "He did this to me."

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Many of you may not agree with Cara's way, but well, that's her choice lol XD

Anyway, since i literally have no time these days, would you prefer me to update more frequently but with shorter chapters or take more time and longer chapters?

Tell me whatcha ya think.

Love ya all❤️