Cara's POV

I laid my head over the bed's headboard, my eyes fixated on the white ceiling above me, my mind still trying to take into everything happening.

One week has passed.

One week with me away from home.

One week but nothing major happened.

One week, and no single tear was shed. I think i am doing good, i am holding myself. Good. Great.

Once arrived to London, My so-called father took me to this hotel, he left me here and went away, and i hadn't seen him since then.

Which is good.

For sure he didn't leave me all alone though, he kept two guys watching me.

Probably scared i may run.

I don't know. I don't care. Not anymore.

I can hear their voices from the other room. They keep on talking all the time, i tried to listen to their words from before but guess what, they're not even talking in English-

And guess what, English is the only language i know in addition to little french since college elective courses, which is not important and I don't know why i am even telling you that.

Okay. Whatever.

Oh and by the way one of the guys is the one who tried to kidnap me once, the same man who was holding me back when they stabbed Alex. Who I newly learned that his name is Liam.

Not that i care. Because, I don't. Not anymore.

I still don't understand anything. And i think it's better. I don't want to know anything. I want to be kept like this.

I opened my eyes and took in a deep breath. I took my phone from beside me and just stared at the screen.

Should i call him ?

We talked everyday for the past week, he made sure of that. But one week has passed, he thinks i am coming today. Which is a lie, which means I have to cut my connection with him starting from today.

Which means-

Stop Cara. Don't think about anything. Don't feel anything. You can do it. You can stay strong.

I heard the room's door opening, so i directly placed my phone away and closed my eyes again.

I heard footsteps nearing but i kept them closed. I want to close them forever if i can.

I heard a light knock on my bedroom's door. I let out a sigh and lazily opened my eyes.

And there he stood,

Maxwell Andrews.

My so-dear father.

I didn't spare him a second glance as i laid my head back and closed my eyes again.

I heard him walking closer till i felt his presence just beside me.

"Cara." He said softly.

Softly- huh.

Ignore him. Maybe he'll just disappear.

"We're leaving the hotel today." He added and i kept my eyes closed still ignoring him.

"Be ready." He added, "We're leaving at six."

I opened my eyes this time, and the first thing i was met with is those brown eyes of his, looking at me, they look cold, dead --or that how i see them.

Don't feel anything Cara. Don't. Stay like this.

I took the phone from beside me and pretended that i am working on it, maybe he'll get it and just get away from my sight.

But guess what, he didn't.

"You're not going to ask where we are going?" He asked curiously.

I kept my eyes on the screen as i talked, "You won't tell me anyway, so what's the point."

"I want you to meet someone." He said. His voice lightened a bit. I didn't understand why.

I lifted my eyes and gave him a bored look then looked back at my phone.

Do i look like i care.

"You-"

"Yeah, i am not going to ask who." I said interrupting him. I gave him an annoyed look, "Because I don't care."

He let out a sigh and nodded, "You have to get rid of this phone." He suddenly said.

I lifted my eyes from it, "Call them, one last call then give it to me."

My heart squeezed-

Don't Cara.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded.

"They think i am coming back today." I said with a low voice.

"Keep them thinking that way then." He said blankly, "If they ask, tell them you're leaving in an hour."

I didn't ask why. I just nodded again.

I hate this. I hate being controlled.

But there is nothing i can do but oblige.

My gaze traveled to his hand, and that's when i noticed the file he is holding.

He noticed where i was looking so he brought it up, he looked at it then back at me, "I need you to sign this."

My eyebrows furrowed together as he extended the file and handed it to me.

Still confused, i took it from his hand and opened it.

My eyes roamed the first page and when realization dawned on me, my eyes widened and this time I couldn't help the way my chest tightened. I couldn't stop it.

I can't be strong now. I can't hold my feelings back.

"This is-" i started, my voice shaking, but couldn't manage to utter those words.

"Divorce papers." He continued the sentence on my behalf.

No.

"How did you- how ?" I asked bewildered as i noticed Alex signature there. How did he even got him to sign it.

"I have my ways." He simply answered.

Oh.

It hurts.

Oh god, it hurts so much.

I am leaving him, and he won't even know we are divorced. What i am doing to him. He doesn't deserve this.

My throat closed up as I resisted the tears to fall down.

"I don't want anything that relates you with your past." He said but I didn't listen. My eyes looking the place where i should sign my name.

I just have to scribble my name there, and everything will be over.

I won't be his wife anymore.

Is it that easy? To break everything.

With a simple signature, i can ruin it all.

He extended his hand, a pen in his palm, "Sign it Cara." He said, "You have to start letting go of your past."

But I don't want to.

I slowly took the pen in my shaking hand, i brought it to the paper in front of me, it lightly touched it but I didn't move my hand yet. I couldn't.

My gaze traveled from the pen to the ring on my finger. I couldn't help but recall how it all started.

**Flashbacks**

Almost a year ago..

When i removed his jacket from over the couch, something fell from the pocket to the ground.

With furrowed eyebrows i knelt down to-

Oh sweet lord !

My eyes widened as i looked at the small black velvet box laying on the ground.

Oh my-

That's not what I think it is.

It can't be-

It's still so soon. We-

That's-

It-

Okay i understand nothing.

This can't be. This is Alex we're talking about, he won't, right ?

Of course he won't.

I took it in my hands and stood up. My fingers lingered over the material of the box.

My heartbeats started racing. I am not ready. I don't think i am.

"Oh shit !" When i heard Alex's voice, i lifted my eyes from the box in my hands to meet his wide eyes.

"You weren't supposed to see this now." He said with a sigh. His teeth tugged on his lower lip nervously.

What ?

He walked closer, "You just ruined tonight's surprise." He added and shot me a glare.

What ?

I still don't understand.

"I should've been more careful." He added as he took the box from my hand while i just stood there not moving, my mind stopped working or even functioning normally.

"Since you saw it anyway-" he started, he looked nervous, like he didn't know what to do.

He slowly opened it revealing the most breathtaking ring I've never seen.

I gulped, my eyes widened more.

"Oh wait, I should kneel down first." He said and shook his head. He was about to when I directly held his arm and stopped him , "Don't."

His eyebrows pulled together, he shook his head again, "I know it's sudden and well, it's early and-" he scratched his neck nervously, his eyes met mine again, he took a deep breath-

"I love you Cara." He said it.

Oh my- my heart.

Tell him to calm down a bit, i can feel it in my throat pumping. I swear.

It's the first time he is saying it.

Like what ? How ?

Like we've been dating for like how many months, seven or was it eight ?

It's still- like i am not ready- I can't.

But- i love him too.

So much- that it scares me.

"I've never felt like this before." He added, he wasn't joking or whatsoever, he was serious, "And i know you're the one, i know my feelings are real this time and i want this to move on, so-"

He cleared his throat, "Will you-"

"No." I directly said bewildered.

His eyes widened, i shook my head, "Don't say it." I said.

Hurt flashed in his eyes, "W-what ?" He stuttered. "Why ?"

I shook my head, i felt the tears forming in my eyes, i can't do this.

He brought his hand to my cheek, his eyes kind of pained as they stared at mine, "I really love you." He said it again. His finger gently stroked my skin.

Don't. Don't love me.

"I want you." He added and my heart squeezed tighter.

I want you too. But I can't-

I shook my head again, i slowly removed his hand from over my cheek and took a step backward, "No, i am sorry."

A tear escaped my eye, "I can't." I said and directly stormed out of his house.

**End of Flashback**

A tear escaped my eye at the memory. I rejected his offer the first time, i was afraid, I thought he would hurt me later, i though he would leave.

Look at the irony.

I am the one who left, i am the one who will hurt him. Maybe I should've not came back to him, maybe i should've not told him that if his offer is still valid then my answer yes.

Maybe that way I would've protected him. From me.

My fingers moved, signing my name, breaking my heart knowing how it would break his.

I handed him back the file without even looking at him, I don't want him to see my tears. I thought i would be able to hold them longer than this.

"Cara it's for the best."

I shook my head, "Leave." I said, my voice came low yet thick with emotions, "Please, leave me alone."

He didn't say anything, and to that i was grateful, he did as i said and walked out of the room. I directly stood up and locked the door behind him.

I turned around and pressed my back against it, I brought my hand to my mouth trying to muffle my sobs.

He had me trapped, he knew my weakness and placed me under his control. Playing me according to his own rules.

But once my daughter is born, once i send her back to her father, he would have nothing over me.

I won't have anything to lose then.

I wiped my tears away and walked toward the counter, i took my phone in my hands and dialed his number.

After the second ring, he answered, "Hey babe." He said, his voice alone made me smile.

"Hey." I said.

"Switch to FaceTime , i wanna see your face." He directly said.

"Okay." I want to see him too.

I made sure to wipe the left tears from over my cheek before i switched to FaceTime.

My smile grew wider as i saw his face through the screen.

He smiled too, "Okay you can start stripping now." He said with a wink, i chuckled lightly, i couldn't help but notice the way his voice sounded.

My eyebrows furrowed as i noticed he is still in bed not at work, "You didn't go to work ?" I asked.

He shook his head, his eyes looked tired, "I think i am sick." He said.

"Really ?" I directly asked, my eyes widened a bit, "What's hurting you ?"

"My heart." He said with a sigh.

I raised an eyebrow. He frowned, "Because my cupcakes is not with me."

"When is your flight ?" He asked.

I swallowed hard, "In an hour."

"I can't wait." He said, "I miss you."

"I miss you too."

"Okay now seriously start stripping." He added with a raised eyebrow, "This is the longest I hadn't had sex in my whole life."

He shot me a glare, "You better come quickly or i am gonna start looking outside."

I know he is just joking but the stung I felt in my heart told me something, would he meet someone later? Would he fall in love after me ?

Maybe that way he'll move on, maybe it's better if it happened, but my selfish self didn't like it. The thought of him with any other girl broke my inside more.

But i am not even his wife anymore, i am the one who took this choice, who am i to tell him not to. In no time, i'll be no one to him. When he knows i left, he'll hate me. That's for sure.

I kicked all these thoughts away, i gave him a warning look trying my best to hold the tears back, "Don't look at other girl's boobs when i am absent."

He gave me an unsatisfied look, then his lips formed a smirk, "Can i look at Katherine's though ?"

I bit back a chuckle and shook my head, "I swear one day Ashton is going to kill you."

He shrugged, he let out a sigh and just looked at me, "I wish i can grab you out of this phone and kiss the hell out of you right now." He said ever so seriously.

I smiled- a thing i do a lot when i am talking to him- "I wish that too." I said.

"I have to go now." I said, i wanted to keep talking forever, but i am afraid that the tears in my eyes would escape and betray me.

"Take care of yourself." I said, he nodded, "Once you arrive here call me." He said.

"I love you." I said. I meant it. It hurts to even say it.

His smile came back, "Love you too." It hurts to hear it too.

"Bye." I whispered before hanging up.

I let out a breath I didn't know i was holding this long, my gaze traveled from the phone to the hand holding it, to the ring on my finger. I looked at it, thinking how this small thing is the only reminder i have from him now. It's the only thing that will keep me move on.

I took another breath as i dialed her number this time.

"Hey Car !" She said. My lips formed a small smile.

No one will call me Car from now on.

"Hey." I replied.

"How are you ?" She asked, i heard shuffling voices from beside her.

"I am fine." I said, i lied , "And you?"

"Well, trying to stay sane." She said with a sigh.

"Look, i talked with Alex and he sounded so sick on the phone, can you go check on him." I said, i am worried at him since he is all alone and i know he would just ignore his sickness and do nothing.

"Aww you're worried about your lover boy." She said teasingly.

"Shut up." I replied back faking annoyance whereas a small smile curved my lips.

She chuckled, "Yeah sure, Ashton's mother is here, i can leave Chase with her and i will go check on him."

"Should i make him my special chicken soap." She added.

"No please don't poison my husband." I said jokingly.

Ex-husband. Ouch, that did hurt.

"Shut up."

"And Katherine-" i started, "Take care of him."

I didn't mean just today.

"Yeah sure." She said, "Wait, aren't you coming today, it has been a week right ?" She asked with a curious tone.

No, i am not.

"Uh- yeah."

"When is your flight ?" She asked.

I closed my eyes and swallowed hard, "In an hour."

"Okayz." She said, "I will go now and check on him, don't worry."

"Thank you." I said. For everything, for being my friend. For always being there for me.

"Shut up." She said with a low chuckle.

I'll miss her. I'll miss her a lot.

"And Katherine-" i added again.

"Will you stop And-ining me." She said with annoyed tone.

"Take care of yourself." I said.

"You make me feel as if I won't see you forever." She said, she doesn't know how true her words are, "You're coming today."

"Yeah." I said with a low voice.

"I love you." I said.

I had many friends in my life, but none of them can be compared to Katherine, even though i first met her at university, yet she is the only one i care about to death, seeing everything she had to go through after what happened from before, it made us closer, and it hurt me seeing her that way. But now she is okay, i am not worried. She'll be fine. She have Ashton to take care of her.

"I knew you would finally admit it." She said with a confident tone.

I chuckled lightly, "I love you too Car." She said making me smile, "See ya."

"See you." I said and with that i hanged up.

First step done.

I talked with mom in the morning, i talked with Alex and with Katherine. The people i care about the most. I somehow managed to say goodbye.

I turned off my phone and placed it aside. I placed my hand over my chest feeling a weird ache over there. A kind i've never felt before.

The rest of the day passed like a blur, when it was near six, i changed my clothes, took my suitcase and went to the living room where Liam was sitting watching TV.

I looked around but my father was no where to be seen so i sat down at the empty couch. Liam's gaze flicked to me, i gave him a dirty look and fixated my gaze on the TV.

"You're weird." He suddenly said, my eyes widened a bit and looked back at him, he has his eyebrow raised giving me an amused look.

"You don't even look scared." He added as his fingers lightly rubbed his jaw.

"Scared of what ?" I asked. "Of you ?" I added with a raised eyebrow as i crossed my arms over my chest.

To be honest, he looks pretty scary, he looks huge, he would eat me with one bite, even with my big belly and all. His hair so short, his dark eyes giving him a more dangerous look.

He chuckled lowly and shook his head, "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, do you?"

My confident look faded at his word, i shook my head and looked away, "I am scared." I muttered lowly, more to myself as I fidgeted with the fabric of my shirt, "Of him."

I looked back at Liam, he gave me a confused look, he straightened his shoulder focusing his attention on me, with furrowed eyebrows, he asked, "Your father ?"

I swallowed hard and for some reason i nodded my head. Why i am even telling him.

His lips formed a smirk, he shook his head amused, he didn't look so scary at the moment, he didn't look like the man who once held a gun to my head, "He won't hurt you." He said, so sure.

Yeah, of course, as if everything he'd done didn't hurt me already.

"If there is someone you should be afraid of then definitely it's not your father." He added, his smirk faded, his expression taking a more serious shade.

My eyebrows pulled together, "Then who should i be afraid of ?"

"You hadn't met him yet." He said. His tone held something new in it. Anger?

"Him ?" I said curiously, for some reason, I recalled my fathers words from before,

There is people out there stronger than me and you.

"Who ?" I added.

Liam took the glass of alcohol from beside him, holding it to his lips, he drank the whole thing with one large gulp. He slammed the empty glass on the table and stood up.

Giving me one last look, his eyes spoke volumes, "The devil himself." He said, his voice rigid and blank.

Wait what ?

I was about to ask more but the room's door was suddenly opened and my dad stepped inside.

His eyes met mine first, "You're ready ?" He asked, i nodded, my gaze went back to Liam, my mind still thinking about our previous conversation.

"Liam take her stuffs and get the car ready." He ordered, Liam immediately nodded, "Sir." He acknowledged him before taking my suitcase and then went away.

My father walked closer to me, "Your phone." He said as he extended his hand. With a blank face, i pulled my phone out of my pocket and placed it in his hand.

He placed it in his pocket and nodded toward the door, "Let's go."

I took my coat from over the couch and started wearing it, my eyes looking at the TV screen avoiding my father's eyes.

I felt my heartbeats racing a bit when my eyes actually registered the words written on the screen. I found myself walking closer toward it, my mind didn't understand anything.

With furrowed eyebrows i tried to read the newsflash written and in the same time trying to listen more clearly to the words said by the newsman.

My eyes widened, a low gasp escaped my lips.

Oh my god.

"Cara, come on."

I turned around at his voice, his eyebrows pulled together, my expression probably said it all, he titled his head, his eyes going to the screen. His jaw tightened as he noticed what i just saw but he didn't look as shocked as i am.

"They think i am on this plane." I said lowly, my eyes still wide, my heart beating so fast.

His face stayed the same, rigid and cold, "We need to leave now." He simply said ignoring my previous words.

My eyebrows furrowed as one assumption went through my mind, "You did this ?" I asked, my voice a whisper, I didn't believe it. He wouldn't, he wouldn't go that far.

He looked away and let out a sigh, "I told you I don't want anything to relate you with your past anymore." He looked back at me, "Can we go now."

Oh my god, no, no, who is this man.

I shook my head, still shocked, my eyes went back to the tv's screen.

No one survived. It says.

"They will think that i-" i started, I couldn't get myself to continue the sentence.

"They will think i am dead." I muttered so lowly. Oh my god. I didn't know about this. It wasn't supposed to be this way.

"He would've came after you." My father said still looking not affected by anything, "It's the only way."

"But you said i can send my daughter back to him." I said as the first tear escaped my eye, "But now, he would think that- that we, we're both dead."

At the realization, i brought my hand to my mouth.

No. It shouldn't happen this way.

He was supposed to hate me, because i left. Not to think i died, not to think he lost both me and our daughter. He won't take it. No, this is not fair.

How did he-

How can he do it. Is he that powerful.

Another tear fell as i looked back at him, i felt weak, so weak, "The people on the plane-" i started, more tears fell, "There were other people on the plane."

He didn't say anything.

"There were children maybe, old people, there were innocent people on the plane." I said, my voice raised as I couldn't believe how easy for him to do this.

"You killed them." I added, i stepped forward toward him , my voice raising with each word, "You killed them all !"

"I did not." He said stressing on each word, his jaw tightened, something flashed in his eyes.

"Yes you did !", I snapped,"You killed them."

I brought my hand and was about to push him away, i was losing my mind, I didn't care. He directly held my hands, his grip so tight, his eyes dangerous and threatening, "Don't test my patience Cara."

I pulled my hands away from his hold, "You're a monster." I said clenching my teeth, "Mom was right, you're a killer !"

He let out a breath and rubbed his eyes, he looked back at me, "If you finished, can we go." He said, his face going back to blank again.

What is wrong with him ?

What the fūck is happening ?

Oh my god Alex, what will happen to you. At the thought alone, more tears escaped my eyes.

"You will pay for this." I said, my voice sounded strong, I didn't even know what i was saying. "One day, you will pay for all of this."

With that, I walked past him, my shoulder brushed with his as i left the room with one thought running in my mind.

If what Liam said is true, if there is someone over there stronger than my dad, someone i should be more scared of.

Then i am fūcked.

If all this and my dad is not the bad guy. Then i wonder who is, i wonder what is hidden from me?

I am scared. Of all this darkness.

Nothing will be the same after today. I can feel it.

****

Alex's POV

"What do you mean you don't know !" Katherine snapped at the man behind the desk.

"Ma'am please." He said trying to calm her, "We still don't have enough informations."

I turned my head away from them and looked around, everyone was screaming, shouting, people crying, asking, needing some answers.

While i stood there, nothing made sense to me. It felt like a dream, where you understand nothing. Where you know it's not real, you know you have to wake up anytime now.

Then why i am not waking up.

The plane crashed.

I suddenly felt the whole room spinning, the voices turned into chaos , i closed my eyes unable to hold the sharp pain in my head. I pressed my palm against the wall beside me.

What is this feeling. Why i am feeling like this. Everything is okay.

It's a dream. I should wake up now.

Why i am not waking up.

I heard my name, I opened my eyes to see a man walking toward me.

"Mr. Warren ?" He asked. I nodded.

"I first want to say sorry-" he started, a sad look on his face.

Sorry for what ?

"Your wife was on the plane." He said, "But sadly, no one survived the crash, the NSTB team just arrived from the crash site and-"

I didn't listen to what he said after. I refused to understand. She is coming back. What the fūck is he saying. Someone shut him up.

My gaze traveled to Katherine, who was listening to him, her hand flew to her mouth, more tears left her eyes, Ashton inched toward her and pulled her toward him, her sobs loud enough to break my trance.

Why she is crying. Cara is coming back. Someone tell them that.

Ashton's worried eyes met mine as he hugged Katherine more tightly, her sobs increased as she clutched into him.

My hand went to my neck and rubbed it, feeling a weird ache in my throat. I can't fūcking breath.

I don't understand.

It doesn't make sense.

None of this makes sense.

She is coming back. She had to. I am waiting for her.

This ache in my chest, what is it. It hurts. Damn it. She is gonna come back. Then why i am feeling like this.

I took a step backward then another one. Everyone in front of me is breaking.

"My son was on that plane." Someone beside me said with a low sob. I looked to see a woman crying talking with the same man who was talking to me.

"My husband, where is he ?" Another voice said, the women lunched forward toward the man and snapped angrily, "I want to see my husband !"

My daughter. My mother. My.My. All the voice mixed, I groaned lowly at the intensifying pain in my head.

I turned my back and went the hell out of this place.

My lungs contracted painfully, i can feel a weird rush inside my veins, it's painful.

I walked and walked.

To where?

I don't know. I just want to run away.

The loud horn of a car snapped me out of my shock and made me stop dead in my track. I turned my head, a car jerked off just beside me. I didn't even notice that i was walking on the street.

The man waved his hand angrily, when i realized what's happening, i continued walking and crossed the road to the other side still feeling unstable. My inside trembling and shaking.

As if i am missing something. A part of me is missing.

I felt suffocated, the oxygen around me didn't feel enough at the moment. I unbuttoned the first few buttons of my shirt trying to at least breath normally.

I looked around, people walking, talking, everyone busy in his own world. Another normal day for them.

But for me, it is not.

It will never be a normal day from now on.

I saw a bench, I directly sat down feeling all the energy leaving my body. I placed my elbows over my knees, my head in my hands.

I closed my eyes, and the first thing that flashed in my head is her eyes, her smile. That insanely beautiful smile.

We talked on the phone few hours ago. This just doesn't make sense. She can't just-

I didn't even know what to think.

The ache in my chest increased.

That smile, i lost it ?

I really lost her?

I did not. Life can't be this cruel.

Not when i finally found her. Not when everything was perfect.

This can't happen.

The sound of muffled sobs from beside me pulled me back to reality, i opened my eyes and turned my head to the right.

I lowered my head to have a better view at the little girl sitting beside me, her head in her hands, her hair falling around her face, her cries low and muffled.

My heart ached more, my hand went without my permission toward her shaking small shoulder.

She pulled away frightened, she removed her hands from over her face, her red green eyes met mine.

My eyebrows furrowed, she looks so young, what's she doing here all by herself.

"Are you here alone?" I asked.

She sniffled and nodded.

"Where is your parents ?" I asked. Is she lost.

If possible, more tears fell from her eyes, her little shoulders shook, "They- they said d-daddy is not coming back." She said, her voice shaking.

My eyebrows furrowed at her words, her sobs made my heart ache for some reason.

"What do you mean ?" I asked. She shook her head, her blonde hair fell over her face, she hiccuped a sob, "He was on the plane." She said and looked away, she brought her knees to her little body and buried her face between her arms and continued crying.

I stood up from my seat and stepped in front of her, i knelt to level myself with her, I brought my hand to her arms, "Hey." I said lowly.

She lifted her head and looked at me, the tears in her eyes melted my heart, "I won't see him again ?" She asked as she rubbed one of her eyes with her tiny fist.

I won't see her again. I just realized.

"Where is your mother ?" I asked her. She looked around, "I don't know." She said, she looked frightened, poor little girl, "I ran away."

"Don't worry." I told her as i removed the hair from over her face, i wiped few of the tears on her cheek away, "I'll take you to her."

She rubbed her eye again and nodded.

She reminded me of someone. Someone I hadn't met yet.

At the moment everything felt so real. As if i was pulled out of my shock, I couldn't deny it anymore. This is not a dream and i am not going to wake up.

At the thought, i felt them in my eyes, threatening to fall. This is real.

"Was your father on the plane too ?" Her soft voice zoned me in again. She sniffled as her tiny hand went to my cheek and wiped the single tear that escaped without my permission.

I shook my head, "My wife." I said. My voice a whisper. I felt numb again. My girl, my woman, my cupcakes, I lost her.

My eyes looked at the little girl again as another realization dawned on me.

I felt my heart skipping a beat or two this time, the thought hit something inside me as i said it out loud,

"And my daughter."

******

Cara's POV

When the car finally lurched to a stop, i was snapped out of my thoughts. I directly brought my hand to my cheek and wiped away my tears.

I straightened myself in my seat and looked outside the window to see-

Woah.

The door of the car opened and i stepped out, my eyes still wandering around taking into the immense size of the place.

I walked further from the black car, gaping at the large mansion that set beyond the sidewalk, towering over me.

I felt intimidated.

Uniquely twisted fencing kept the house enclosed, neatly trimmed hedges surrounded the house. The roof was peaked, slanting down at an angle.

As i stepped onto the sidewalk, i noticed a marble fountain sitting towards the right side of the lawn. An angel holding a flower was perched on top, looking up towards the sky. Water spurted from its other hand, which lay gently out in front of it, as if waiting for someone to take it in return.

The water fell gently towards the crystal blue pool beneath it, causing ripples to form and wave out until they were no more.

I was so busy checking the whole place that I didn't notice my father standing beside me, his hand on my back as we started to walk down the little stone path to the black door.

Without knocking, the door was opened as we stepped inside. And I couldn't help but steel a glance around the place. The black and white linoleum floor of the entrance glowed grabbing my attention.

My eyes traveled further inside, stairs laid across the room, climbing toward the ceiling. A doorway was on either side of the room. Men stood there protecting the place.

The walls were a dark blue with silver brush swipes crossing over it, creating a shimmer effect.

Even with it immense huge size, the place didn't feel like a home. Not at all.

I felt my father pushing me further inside, i turned my head toward him, "I'll take you to your room." He said as he stole a glance toward the many men around, whose attention were just on us.

I felt him inching closer to me, almost in a protective way, but i directly shook that silly thought away.

His hand traveled to my arm, his grip tight as we walked up the stairs. He walked me to the second floor, passing few rooms, he stopped and opened one of them, he nodded for me to enter.

I walked inside, he followed behind, i looked around, this is my room, my soon-to-be prison, I suppose.

"You'll be staying here for the time being." He said, "I don't want you to ever get out of this room."

My eyebrows furrowed, "What do you mean ?" I asked.

"I mean you should stay here, never go downstairs." He added, more like demanded. "Everything you need is here, food will come to you, but never think of wandering around."

As if i am going to listen to him.

"Do you understand ?" He added bitterly, i just nodded blankly.

Calm down old man.

"I am leaving now." He said, he took something out if his pocket, "This is a new phone with a new number, if anything happened or you needed anything just call me."

I took the phone from him and nodded, "Don't think of calling anyone else Cara." He warned.

My jaw tightened, "Okay, I understand, i am here, they think i am dead, how i am going to talk with them." I snapped.

"I am just making sure." He added, he turned around and walked toward the door.

"When you're going to tell me why i am here ?" I asked making him stop.

He turned around and looked at me, "All in good time." He muttered before walking out and closing the door behind him.

I sat down on the bed's edge, i placed my head in my hand thinking how dangerously my life changed in the past week.

What are you doing now Alex ? Did they know about the plane crash yet. Did they know that i am 'Dead'.

Which is kind of true, i feel dead, i feel numb, i feel like a toy being played with. I already feel like a prisoner.

I let out a sigh and stood up, i started unpacking my stuffs, i got shocked when I saw that the closet is already filled with all kind of clothes and shoes. Weird.

I changed into a more comfortable clothes and laid down. My hand went to my baby bump feeling my daughter moving there.

I closed my eyes trying to hold the tears back. I don't want to cry more. I cried enough.

What will happen to you now little princess ? I thought you would grow up with your father. There where you should be.

I don't want you to grow here. In this prison. In this place. It screams danger.

Maybe that's why he doesn't want to get out of the room, it is dangerous. But guess what, I will. He is not telling me anything, so i will discover it on my own.

At the thought, i got off the bed, straightened my clothes and went out of the room. I looked around before walking down the stairs, two maids were going up, they noticed me and smiled. I smiled back and continued my way down.

I reached the ground floor and suddenly felt so out of the place, it was all men, some standing talking, some sitting playing cards, other watching some game over the TV.

I tried to sneak away before i get caught and well, I succeeded in that, i walked through one of the doorways which lead to a staircase going down.

I looked around and when i found no one, i walked down the stairs.

What the hell i am doing. This is dangerous. But a part of me didn't care. The stubborn part kept on walking till i reached the underground floor.

The light was dim making it hard to see everything clearly. I noticed a small corridor ahead of me, loud noises coming from its direction.

Being the stubborn me, I didn't turn back and go to my room, instead, i walked further inside toward the noises source.

The light at the right end led my way through, the noises getting louder with each step.

When i arrived to the source of light, i looked to my right to see a small hall leading to a slightly closed door.

With light steps i walked toward it, the noises becoming more clear.

I peeked through the opened part of the door, the light hit my eyes making me squint. I blinked and opened my eyes again, but in that same moment, i felt a hand circle around my arm from the back and pulled me away.

I gasped as i felt my back come in contact with the wall, a hand directly came to my mouth and covered it shutting me. Fear coursed in my veins, my eyes widened as i lifted them and met wide green eyes glaring down at me.

"What the fūck you're doing here !" He hissed. He looked around then back at me, "You're not supposed to be here." He added.

I furrowed my eyebrows. I was about to try to let free of his hold when the door's screeching voice echoed in the place.

The guy who is pinning me to the wall tensed a bit, "Shït !" He hissed, he removed his hand from over my mouth, one of his hands still around my arm as he dragged me away with him, "Come with me." He ordered.

I didn't find it in me to say anything back or even stop so i just kept walking with him.

He accelerated his steps making it harder to follow him, i felt myself almost tripping but he directly stopped and his hand pulled my arm closer saving me from falling. He looked at me, "Are you okay?" He asked, almost concerned. I just nodded but couldn't shake off the familiarity in his green eyes.

His eyes traveled behind me, "Try to walk faster." He said before turning around and pulling me along with him. We climbed up the stairs and once arrived to the ground floor, he entered the nearest room. He let go of my hand as he closed it behind us.

He let out a sigh of relief and looked back at me and that's when i got a better look at him.

Green eyes, brown hair, tan skin, lean body but he looks young, probably younger than me with few years.

"What were you doing down there ?" He asked as he walked closer to me. He looked concerned. Why ?

"Uh-" I started but couldn't find the right words.

"Didn't he tell you not to get out of your room." He added with a raised eyebrow.

My eyebrows furrowed at his words. Does he know who i am? Who is he?

"You sho-" he was about to say something when suddenly the door was opened and no one but my dear father stepped inside while talking on the phone.

His eyes flicked to me then to this guy beside me, his eyebrows pulled together and i can see the non-satisfied look in his eyes.

"I'll talk to you later." He said through the phone before hanging up and placing it in his pocket.

His kind-of-angry eyes glared at me, "Didn't i tell you not to go out of your room." He scolded. I clenched my jaw, I felt like a little girl at the moment.

"It's okay, she was just lost." The guy beside me said on my behalf, "I found her."

My dad nodded, his gaze traveled between the both us, "So i see you two finally met."

I felt even more confused.

Finally met.

He looked at me, "Cara, this is Roman." He said making me look at this Roman. He gave me a small smile in return.

I didn't know why his smile reminded me of Alex. It's kind of sweet like-

Cara stop.

"Roman is your brother."

WHAT ?

My eyes widened as i looked at my father then back at this Roman, but when I realized it, the shocked expression faded.

"Oh." I said as i crossed my arms over my chest, "Another stepbrother." I added mockingly, "Great !"

My dad let out a low chuckle and shook his head, "No, not a stepbrother."

Okay seriously WHAT ?

He gave me a sly look, "Looks like your mother wasn't so honest with you, was she ?"

I swallowed hard, my wide eyes went back to Roman, finally making sense of the weird familiarity of his face.

"Roman is your real brother."

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Ta-da ! We got a new brother inside the picture ha? Weird, Cara knew nothing about a brother , whatcha u think happened ?

*shrugs* idk !

Daddy will tell us in the next chapter i think. Lol

Anyways, what do you think of this Roman? Good or bad? We'll see.

And- and *sniffs* my baby Alex *cries*

Leave your thoughts, i felt it was a pretty long chapter.

Love ya all❤