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Alex's POV

Agitation ratcheted higher as I stared back at Ashton and waited for his reaction. Anxiety crawled beneath my skin, hate and fear and this sense of fading hope overwhelmed my body as I stood there waiting for his punch, waiting for his fist to collide with my jaw or maybe my stomach, because well, you never know. Let's just hope he won't go for Alex junior, that damage can't be easily fixed, I tell you.

He scrunched his eyebrows and took one step forward, I immediately took one backward, "What do you mean Nikolas have them?"

Roman cursed something under his breath, "He's doing this to get back on us, isn't he?" He hissed.

I turned and shot him a glare. Thanks for the help dude.

"Get back on what?" Ashton asked making me face him again, his eyes bored into mine, his tight jaw didn't help much.

I swallowed as I scratched the back of my neck, "I killed one of his men, I have his sister, he wants to get even." I mumbled lowly hoping he won't hear me, but when his eyes grew wide, I knew he did. F-ck.

He stilled after as if trying to let it all in, confusion emanated from him in waves. When it finally sunk in, he raked an uneasy hand through his hair and his gaze drifted away. He gritted his teeth and hissed something before he turned around and simply left the house.

My eyes widened, he didn't hit me, weird.

"Where the fuck you're going?" I said as I jogged behind him but that didn't stop him. He reached his car and opened the door ready to get in. I placed my hand on his shoulder stopping him as I asked again, "Where the hell you think you're going?"

He shrugged it off and turned to me; anger and fear reflected off his eyes, "To get my wife and son back." He said through gritted teeth before he tried to get into the car but I stopped him again, my lips curled up in annoyance, "What do you think you gonna do? Tell the police?" My eyebrow raised, "You really think that's gonna help!"

Frustrated air puffed from his nose, he clenched his jaw and shook his head, "I don't know!" He snapped in bewilderment. He pushed himself away from me and took few steps backward, he grabbed the back of his head as if to suppress it all back inside.

Swallowing down the lump wedged in my throat, many thoughts tumbled around in my head, Nikolas's words rang in my ears kicking me off the edge, once again.

You killed one, I'll kill one. I only play fair.

Guild grabbed me by the throat and my bones trembled with reality.

What if he actually meant it?

No. Fuck no. It can't be.

I couldn't allow myself to dwell on that thought, I couldn't take it as an option.

Tension thickened the crisp fall air, it was silent except for the heavy breaths that pushed in and out of Ashton's lungs. I clung to the anger that brimmed within my chest and spat out, "I told you to f-cking leave! I told you someone will get hurt, why didn't you just listen to me?"

He released a weighted sigh and rubbed his eyes, he settled them back on me and answered, "Katherine didn't want to leave you alone-" His voice was low, the anger was slowly fading from his eyes, he shook his head, "She was worried about you."

I curled my hand into a fist, my nails digging into the inside of my palm as I tried to get a grip on all the dark thoughts coursing my mind. The anger mixed with pain and suddenly, I just wanted to scream. If Nikolas dares to hurt one of them, oh god, I don't even know where to start with him. How to rip him apart, tear him into pieces, inject him with all the pain he made me go through for the past two years.

They all think that his uncle f-cked him up, then they have no idea about the limits I am willing to trespass just to f-ck him up more.

I will destroy him.

I never wanted to hurt someone this bad.

I shook my head, I shook how good the thought of me spilling his blood felt and tried to concentrate more on the task at hand. I walked closer to Ashton. Letting out a heavy sigh, I threw my arms in the air, "Just hit me." I said, "I know I deserve it."

His eyebrows pulled together before the muscle in his jaw ticked, something really different flashed in his eyes before he marched forward and angrily wrapped his hands around my shirt and pulled me closer, "My wife and son are in danger-" He hissed, "My son that's barely four years old -- and there is a possibility that- that-" Fear wrapped around his words almost covering the rage, "That they may not be alive."

"Don't say that-"

He immediately interrupted my words, "And you want me to hit you?!" He mockingly added, "What would hitting you get me? Would that save them?!" He snapped before he harshly released my shirt making me stumble backward a bit as he yet again snapped, "Would that magically get them back?"

A deep ache clamored in my chest, I fisted tuffs of my hair in my hand before I heaved the air from my lungs and promised, "I will get them back."

He scoffed, "Just like you brought Cara and Lilly back, right!"

Agitation bounced my knee, each passing second excruciating. They all keep showing me how helpless I am, proving that I am weak. I scoffed, maybe it's true, maybe I just destroy everything around me.

Ashton shook his head and walked back to his car, "I don't trust you in this." He said, he meant it and I don't blame him, "I will figure it on my own."

Sickness seethed in the pit of my stomach, stretching out and clawing at my inside ,"You know that I care about Katherine probably as much as you do, and Chase is like a son to me," I said to his retreating back, "I promise Ashton, I promise I won't let anything happen to them." I gave him my word.

"If you think the best option is the police or the FBI or whatever, then I won't stop you, but buddy you are throwing me into the fire like this." He stopped by the door, his back still facing me as I continued, "Inside that house, I have a kidnapped girl, inside there is still blood that belongs to the man I killed yesterday, so go on, do whatever you want, I am not gonna stop you but be sure Nikolas won't be threatened by that."

I swallowed hard, "I understand why you won't trust me in this but I think I know how to fix it, I know what Nikolas wants-", I started to back away, "And I am ready to give it to him just to save them."

With that said, I turned around and went inside the house. Numbness started to take over and I welcomed it in. When I saw Roman, I grabbed him by the sleeves of his shirt and pulled him along with me.

"Dude, what-"

Before he had the chance to finish his words, I said, "I have a plan."

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Cara's POV

To be honest, I am scared.

I mean, come on, how can't I be?

The monster is unleashed.

After being locked for days, he finally showed up again.

I paced around the room, my inside a wreck as his words kept going on and on in my head. I stopped walking and sighed heavily, the tightness in my chest increased and I ran my hand through my hair. What is he going to do next? Who is he going to hurt?

The door suddenly opened making me abruptly turn around to meet no one but him. My nerves skittered as he took one step into the room, I involuntarily took one backward. His blank eyes met mine and every last one of my muscle jerked and my heart sped. A tremor coursed deep inside my bones. I was freaking shaking because I haven't seen this version of him in a long time.

Without uttering a single word, he grabbed my arm and pulled me with him, "Come on, we're leaving." He blankly said as his fingers wrapped tighter around my flesh making me internally wince.

I stopped walking making him stop as well, I pulled my arm out of his hold, "Where you're taking me?"

He let out a low breath and his eyelids dropped down for a mere second as if trying to keep himself composed. He fixated them back on me, "You don't ask, you just listen and do as I say." He hissed before his fingers wrapped around my wrist, his eyebrow raised, "Do you understand?"

I shot him a glare and shook my head, "Let go of me!" I said as I tried to pull away.

That made him tighten his grip and harshly he pulled me closer making my chest collide with his, he lowered his head beside my ear, "Don't test my patience love-" I shut my eyes at his tone, at the promise of pain behind his words, "I promised not to hurt you, but when I lose it I may not be able to keep such a promise."

Terror welled up my chest, squeezing off the air that fed my lungs. I tried to breathe, I tried to shake off the fear. I tightened my jaw and pried my eyes open, I pressed my free hand against his chest and pushed him away from me making him let go of my other hand.

"Hurt me." I said with a nod, i gritted my teeth, "Beat me. Break me Nikolas. Kill me for god's sake." My voice got louder, "Do whatever you want but don't you dare-" i pointed my hand toward him and stressed on each word, "Don't you dare touch him."

Something snapped in his eyes, the monster who was lurking in the corner, showed up as he marched toward me, anger radiated off him as his hand wrapped around my chin and he pushed me backward with so much power. I gasped as my back came into contact with the bed.

He hovered over me, his fingers took hold of my chin again, "Don't worry, I won't touch him." He said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

The green eyes that were soft yesterday, now they were filled with so much darkness and blood lust, the demons in them grabbed me by the throat and fed off my fear as he muttered, "I will just kill him right in front of your eyes."

He gave me a promise.

And one thing i know for sure about Nikolas, is that he always keeps his promises.

I pressed my eyes shut as every cell in my body lit in searing pain, tears welled up in my eyes as he continued, "I gave you a chance-" his fingers pressed harder, it hurts. "But you didn't take it."  His nails digging into the skin of my cheeks as my hand traveled beside me, under the pillow, "And now it's time to pay the consequences."

I felt the coldness of the knife against my fingertips, my tears were falling freely through out my closed eyelids as i mastered the power and grabbed the knife in my hand.

I pried my eyes open to see his staring back into mine. Something shut down in me, I didn't think twice as i moved my hand fast. I hiccuped a sob as i stabbed him at the lower side of his abdomen.

He stilled, his body tensed a bit as he shut his eyes, he made a low sound at the back of his throat before his eyes glided open.

My hand that's holding the knife moved away, letting go of him. I lost control over all the tears that kept on pouring off my eyes.

His jaw tightened before he backed away, his hand came to my arm and harshly pulled me up with him. His hand traveled down and held mine, the one with the knife, he held in his palms and brought it up. My eyes widened as he pressed the tip of the knife to his chest, "Come on, do it, kill me!" He snapped.

My lips parted but nothing came out, not when I saw the blood on my hand, on the tip of my fingers, the blood on the knife, on his shirt. My gaze went to the bed and saw the same blood on the white sheets.

I hiccuped another sob and shook my head, sickness fisted my stomach and more tears left my eyes.

What did i do?

His hold tightened over my hand jerking me back, "COME ON." He snapped, "Kill me, go for the heart this time, kill me Cara, isn't that what you want?"

I tried to pull my hand away but he didn't let me. I shook my head and my lips trembled as i shakily said, "Leave my- leave my hand."

"What are you scared of love?" He snickered. Sweat beaded up on his forehead, he looked in pain and i wanted him to be in pain, heck, i even wanted his death, but-

But I don't want to kill him.

I can't handle being the one. The one to kill him.

"Do it, pollute your pretty hands with my blood. Become a killer, come on-" his voice was getting louder, he was going insane and so was i. His head titled, his voice dripping with disgusted amusement,

"It takes only one time. One bullet, one life, one step only and you cross the line to the dark side."

"So come on, come on-" he pressed the knife further against his chest.

"Stop, stop!" I snapped, "Leave me, leav-"

"What? Are you scared?" He mockingly asked, his chest heaving with each breath he took. He shook his head, his voice dropped lower as he calmly said, "Don't be. Just do it. Don't you want to kill me?"

"No no-" i snapped, "Leave me-" i broke down, "Please-"

His hand slowly left mine. I immediately threw the knife away, it's clicking sound as it hit the floor broke more of me.

I shut my eyes and moved backward, my throat thickened with the emotion brimmed to the edges of me.

Darkness surrounded me, gutted me, wrapped me inside out. I pressed my hands to my ears. I couldn't handle it.

The person I became. I couldn't handle it.

I hated.

I hated myself.

I hated.

I hated him.

For making me like this.

Reality crashed right in front of me. I am not okay. I realized i am far away from okay.

I pried my eyes open even though i wanted to just close them forever. Nikolas stood there, his hand pressed to where i - i stabbed him, his chest raising up and down as air pushed from his lungs.

"Did the good angel wake up in you?" He said with fake amusement.

I brought my hand up to wipe my cheeks but the sight of blood on my fingertips stopped me.

I moved backward and moved and moved till my back hit the wall, my gaze not once wavering from my hand and I cried. In a long time, i cried.

I cried because i had to let it out at some point.

He changed me.

He taunted me.

"I don't know- I don't know what happened." I said, my voice shaking, my inside trembling, my eyes not once leaving my hand.

"That's how it always starts-" he said as if it's too familiar for him, too familiar to see someone go into the dark side, "You don't understand what's happening, you don't understand what you're doing. You just feel all that anger, rage and all that pain, it just feels unfair, doesn't it ?"

My gaze drifted to him as I pressed the back of my head against the wall.

"If there is anyone who can understand me now is you- understand why I want this revenge this bad.

All this anger, all this desire to see me pay, to see me in pain, to even see me dead, do you feel it ?"

I do.

"It feels too much, doesn't it?"

It does.

"And you just have to let it out because if not you feel you'll explode."

True.

"You want me to pay for hurting you. You want revenge don't you?"

I want revenge.

"And I want them to pay for hurting me. I want revenge too." He said

"So now tell me, don't we have the same motivation? Don't we both have reasons to unleash our demons?"

I calmly nodded.

"Then how is it okay if you hurt me. How is it okay to even kill me, but it's not okay if i hurt them, but it's not okay if i killed them? Tell me how? Explain."

I didn't have an answer.

He stepped forward and nodded his head in understatement.

"You get used to this life, didn't you?", his head titled a hit as his eyes took me in, "I always saw that little devil in your eyes, he was just waiting for the best moment to be unleashed."

He smiled, "Welcome into this world love." He said, a hint of mockery in his tone.

"You're one of us now."

With that, he walked out of the room and left me in a war with my thoughts.

He left and i collapsed on the floor.

The mess i am, became more puzzled now. I brought my knees up and buried my face in them.

And i cried.

I couldn't do anything but cry.

I was splintering.

Breaking.

Now it was just a matter of holding the pieces together.

Before everything falls apart.

******

Seven hours later..

Alex's POV

Nothing.

That's all we got.

Nothing.

My gaze took into the room, took into all the people in it.

My father. Her father. Roman. Ashton. And my father's men and mine.

All of us tried. The old ones made their calls. Used their connections. Tried to get help. We searched, we asked, we threatened, we even punished, we tried but still we got —nothing.

My head spun and I couldn't make sense of anything.

This is my fault. For god's sake, it surely is.

Just looking at how scared Ashton is, how he is thinking he may have lost the only people he had, just one look and i knew i had to do something.

Climbing to my feet, i left this place and went to my room. I entered the bathroom. Heavily, I leaned on the sink, staring at myself in the mirror, unable to look away from the eyes staring back.

Sickness fisted around my gut before it stretched out, and clawed at my inside, it seemed to be fighting for a way out of this body, wanting to escape as well.

I swallowed past the lump in my throat. I just want to be free but I guess there was no freedom for the condemned.

I hated.

I hated myself and hated this life.

I hated everything.

I slammed my fist into the mirror, shattering it into a million pieces, its sound bounced off the walls. Shards of glass splintering as they fell, crashing down into the sink and skittered across the floor.

The skin on my knuckles opened. Blood seeped forward. And I could feel it, and i wanted to do it again and again.

Shatter the whole fucking mirror again until I cannot see the reflection of my face in it.

But i stopped myself.

And instead i just pulled my phone out of my pocket. Dialing the number, i pressed the phone to my ear.

Two rings and he answered, "And i was waiting for this call." There was amusement in his voice.

I closed my eyes, "What do you want?"

"What do you mean?" He sarcastically asked.

"Tell me what do you want in exchange of them." I stressed on my words, "I'll give you whatever the f*ck you want."

He chuckled, "Wow, I didn't know you'd give up this fast."

My fingers wrapped tighter around the phone, "What do you want Nikolas?"

He hummed as if thinking it through before he ever so casually said, "You."

I know.

"I'll send you an address, go there, alone and unarmed, and be careful because i am always watching you so i'll know if you told anyone."

"Don't try to be smart, because of you did, they'll die, not to mention that your friend over here have been bleeding for too long, i guess she needs a hospital, sooner better than latter."

He did hurt her. The motherf-cker, he hurt her.

"Be a good boy and don't fuck it up." He said with a mocking tone, "Because i'd feel bad to kill a little boy. You see it's not my speciality to hurt children."

There was a kind of remark in his words but i cared less to think it through.

"Okay." Was the only thing i was able to mutter.

"See ya then." I can hear the smile in his tone before he hung up.

The address came after along with a message that said; Alone, unarmed, even your phone don't bring it or they'll die and remember, i am watching.

I blankly stared at the message as i walked back into the room, i blankly checked the address before i turned the phone off and threw it on the bed.

I didn't bother to clean the blood from over my knuckles, i just pulled my gun out and threw it on the bed as well, it landed just beside the phone.

I grabbed the car keys and left the house without anyone noticing.

I drove and drove toward my destination. What's gonna happen next? I didn't care.

I just wanted this to be over.

Playing with Nikolas won't get me anywhere. I should've known better.

My mind went blank after, I didn't want to even think.

It was getting late. It was dark outside, it was dark inside of me as well.

Forty minutes and i was there.

The place was abandoned. No buildings, no stores, nothing but the two cars parked aside.

I stopped my car. I turned off the engine. I took in a deep breath before i went down.

The moment i left the car, is the moment they all went off those two others cars. Seconds only, and they were surrounding me, and then - then he showed up.

Rage boiled in the pit of my stomach at his sight only.

Air seemed impossible to find, my pulse all thready and harsh. Every cell in my body was screaming at me to go and hit him, hurt him, kill him, but I silenced their voices.

He casually tucked his hands in the front pockets of his pants, "Check him." He ordered, "And check the car."

And they obliged.

They checked and i let them. I was too tired to fight. If he wants to kill me, then let him, just after i make sure they're okay.

"He's clean." One of them said.

Nikolas smiled as he looked at me, he arched an amused eyebrow, "Well you're actually smarter than you look."

"Where are they?" I asked.

"I'll take you to them, don't worry." He said before he turned around and started to walk, "Get him into the car."

Two of the guys took hold of my arms, they pinned them behind my back before they handcuffed me.

And i let them.

I still didn't fight.

They pushed me inside the car before they drove away.

I didn't know how many minutes passed before the car came to a stop. They went down and pulled me out of the car.

I looked ahead of me to see a house. A simple normal house.

The bitches kept on pushing me around. "I can walk on my own." I hissed as i made my way inside.

Nikolas was walking in front of me, he opened the door to one of the rooms. He stepped inside and i followed.

My gaze went around till they landed on her, shackled to the chair, ropes wrapped around her wrist binding her to the chair, her head titled in an comfortable angle and she was unconscious.

Cold crawled under the surface of my skin as I took in her appearance, the dirt on her cheeks and the dry blood over her temple, "Katherine." I whispered.

I was about to run toward her when they held me back. I gritted my teeth and turned to that motherfucker, "What did you do to her?"

He just shrugged.

My jaw tightened more, and when i didn't see Chase around my fear doubled, "Where is the boy?"

Nikolas inched closer to me, "He's in one of the rooms, safe."

He tapped his hand against my cheek, "Like i said, I don't hurt children." He gave me a wink, "I am not your father."

My eyebrows pulled together at his words, I understood and in the same time, I didn't understand.

I shook every other thought away as i looked back at Katherine. Something trembled within me, what did her do to her? He said she was bleeding, where?

Every muscle in my body seized. Because that hint of fear that had plummeted in my gut manifested into something whole now.

"Okay you have me now, you got what you want, so let them go." I said.

He shook his head and said, "Not yet."

My eyes widened, "What do you mean?" My head spun, "You said you'll let them go."

He scrunched his eyebrows, "And you believe everything i say?"

He was baiting me.

The motherfucker is playing games with me.

He looked at one of his men, "Go get her." He ordered and his eyes fell back on me, his lips curled up in a sneer, "I wouldn't want her to miss the show."

Her.

My cupcakes.

What is he trying to do? I didn't understand.

I sucked in a sharp breath and slammed my eyes shut.

"Leave me you jerk face- LEAVE MY ARM I TELL YOU!"

I snapped my eyes open when i heard her voice. The man Nikolas ordered came into the room, his hand around Cara's arm as he pulled her in, "I said leave me you ugly-" her words stopped when he stopped and let go of her.

She shot him a hard glare and rubbed her arm, "Jerk fa-" She swallowed her words when her gaze drifted from him and fell on — me.

She stilled.

I stopped breathing.

Shock dilated her eyes as she mouthed my name, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

I did my best to stay still while I stared down at the brown eyes that had locked on me.

I swallowed hard, and something profoundly heavy pulled at my heart.

"Alex." She said it again, almost in fear. Her chest heaved with each breath she took, "What's happen-" she started to say as her eyes left me and looked around the room.

"Oh my god Katherine !" She gasped and immediately she ran toward her. She bent by her side and stroked her cheek, "Katherine." She said in panic, "Oh my god, Katherine wake up."

But she didn't.

Cara's eyes widened in fear, her hand trembled, i saw it. Her voice dropped lower, "Please wake up."

She lifted her eyes from Katherine and looked at Nikolas, "What did you do to her?" She snapped before she climbed to her feet and angrily walked to him, she pressed her palms against his chest and she pushed him away, "What did you do you monster!"

He looked totally unfazed, he shrugged, "She was causing so much trouble, i had to shut her up somehow."

Cara's hand balled into a fist before she hit his chest, "You'll never change-" another hit, "Never!"

While i just helplessly stood there, held back by those bitches unable to do anything.

Nikolas held her hand and stopped her from hitting him more and all i wanted was to rip that hand. He motioned for his man to come closer, he did and he held Cara back.

She tried to fight him but Nikolas's next words stopped her, "Now let's start, shall we?"

Frustration seethed through me as I snapped, "What do you want?!"

He looked back at me, pleasure bled from his eyes, he was enjoying this, he was enjoying how we all are helpless against him.

"Kneel." He ordered.

My eyebrow raised, "I beg your pardon!"

His lips curled in annoyance before he motioned to the two men behind me. I groaned as they hit my back hard and pushed me forward making drop on my knees.

He stepped forward, inching closer toward me, his shoes touched my knees before he crouched down in front of me. He grabbed my chin and lifted my head up, "I just want to show you where you belong."

Cold slipped through my veins as i stared back at him.

My gaze slipped to Cara few inches behind him, "Let them go-" i looked back at him, "And then do whatever you want to me."

He shook his head.

"What do you want from her?" I snapped through gritted teeth.

He shrugged before he climbed to his feet and stood up, "Nothing." He answered, "Cara, i am keeping her around because i simply want to."

The corner of his lip pulled up in a smirk, "You don't see it, do you?"

"I didn't marry Cara because she's Maxwell's daughter -" he shook his head, "I married her because she was your wife."

He chuckled at the confusion that emanated off me, "I don't want anything from her."

"What i want is from you. Everything i did was because of you."

I gulped, "But I don't know you."

The smile was still there as he shook his head, "Oh no, you do. You know me very well."

"Let's take a trip down memory lane, shall we?" He added.

I didn't understand.

He scratched his neck and i followed his movement. My eyes connected with the scar. The scar. That freaking familiar scar.

"Let's start with this, what do you think?" He asked as he run his fingers over it, "I saw you looking at it the other day. It felt familiar didn't it?"

A shuddered breath burned as I drew it in, my lungs pressing against my ribs as he said the words out loud, "You did this to me."

No.

I looked at him.

No.

I shook my head, "It's you." I shook my head again, "It can't be- it can't."

He nodded, "It is, it is, you remember it, don't you?"

The past came crashing back.

No.

Everything i locked, got free. Every fucked up feeling i ignored, now brimmed within my chest and squeezed my lungs.

Guilt spun, stoking the agitation that was working its way free. Anxiety buzzed through my consciousness.

My head f*cking pounded.

I shook my head as i lowly said, "I didn't do it. He did, he made me do it-"

He scoffed, "It's all your fault."

I shook my head, "No, it's not, he made me do it, you saw him, I didn't want to do it - I didn't !"

"Really?" His jaw tightened, "Let's then talk about what you actually did ha?

There was a woman there with me, you remember her?"

I nodded. How can i not?

I swallowed hard, "Your mother."

"Good, and why don't you tell us what happened to my mother, i think Cara would love to know the actual truth of the man she loves, don't you think so?"

Stop. I wanted him to stop.

I can't think of that, I can't. I can't think of the reason that caused all these scars on my arm.

Fire clashed with the cold within my inside and pain pelted as needles prickled along my skin.

Pictures of her face slammed me as if she were locked in time. One by one, they struck me, battered and beat my mind, taunting me.

"Tell us Alex, come on." His voice was losing the patience in it.

"Tell us how you held a gun to my head-"

"It wasn't me !" I roared, my voice bouncing off the walls, "He made me do it, he held my hand, he forced me-"

"Yeah, he wanted me dead but he couldn't kill me himself so he wanted you to do it."

"But you thought you were so smart, and when you were about to pull the trigger, you directed your hand away-" he added.

"Because i didn't want to kill you." I said. My chest was burning, what's that burn?

"Yeah so instead the bullet went through her.

You saved me to kill her !"

Stop.

"I didn't know she was there, I didn't know it will get her, i wasn't thinking, i was just i-" i tripped over my words.

"You just what ? You just what?!", He snapped before he leveled himself with me, there was so much hate in his eyes,

"You killed my mother."

I weakly shook my head, "No."

"Yes you killed her."

"Stop!" I snapped. Inside, i was slowly breaking, all over again.

"It wasn't my fault."

"It was all your fault! Everything happened was your fault, you don't understand that your only fault is being born!"

Same words ripped through my memory.

My fault was being born.

"He made me do it." I tried to say.

"He did it for you. Everything he did was for you. Us getting hurt was just for you-"

"How is it for me? How?" I snapped.

"You still don't understand, do you?!", He shook his head before his fingers wrapped around my chin jerking my head backward, "Do you know what her name was? My mother, do you know her name?"

I shook my head in defeat. All his words slapping me in the face, again and again.

His eyes looked right into mine, "It's the same name you call your daughter with." He started, gritting his teeth, he spat out, "She is the woman Cara named your daughter after."

My heart skipped a beat, or maybe two.

I shook my head. No. No, it's not possible.

"Leya." He started, "Leya Viarchi."

What's happening?

"My mother." I found my voice and whispered the word out.

My gaze dropped down. Numbness crawled out along my limbs, distorting, clouding the fucking unbearable ache that bound itself to my heart and mind.

He titled his head and smiled, "And finally we are getting somewhere." He said and I didn't realize how he even picked up his gun and placed the barrel to under my chin.

"Does everything makes sense now-"

With the gun, he lifted my head up and said my thoughts out loud,

"-Little brother ?"

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FINALYY THE TRUTH IS OUT, I CAN DIE IN PEACE NOW XD

I was waiting to write this since i wrote the prologue, gosh, but i don't think i gave the chapter justice, i just wanted to update and i am sure i will never ever be satisfied with my chapters so whatever 🤷🏼‍♀️

Whatcha ya think? Some of ya guessed it before ha.

More revelations coming your way, stay tuned, and remember how i said someone will die, well, it's soon 🙊

*runs away* CIAO.

Love y'all♥️