After my chat with Alia, I immediately went to Haytham's room. I knocked on the door and then I found his voice allowing me to enter. He was busy taking care of his work, papers scattered on the table.I walked closer and stopped right in front of his table, "I need to talk to you."He looked up, his eyes staring at me tiredly as his hands clasping the paper. He froze in place when he found me who had come."Hey, what's the matter?" Instantly he put all the paper back. He stood up then walked over to me. His body stopped right beside me, leaning it against his desk, "Is your wound getting better? Don't forget to continue to treat it. I have put all your needs in your room.""It's getting better, surely. Thanks." I paused, thinking for a moment then asking, "Are there any new problems with the Ainsleys?"His eyes tapered, "How do you know?"I let my hand ruffled my hair, "I asked for

I woke up feeling hungry. It was telling me to eat something. Last night, I skipped dinner, so this was it. As fast as possible I ran to the bathroom and prepared myself. I wore jeans with a simple white shirt. Finished tying my hair, I ran out of the room and headed downstairs. I smelled someone was cooking something like, fried rice? I headed to the source of it. Kitchen. I kept walking, looking through the empty hallway until I reached the kitchen. Haytham was cooking, his back to me. He was topless, making me saw his back, which was muscular and covered in tattoos. "Don't just stand there, if you're hungry come here." I swallowed hard and approached the dining area which was right behind him. "Checking me out?" He asked as he poured the roast chicken on my plate. It wasn't fried rice.&

I couldn't sleep peacefully in the hospital room. The smell of medicines had always been the thing I hated the most. And, now I did not move in the inpatient room.After Jazzlin got shot, I could feel my heart stop beating. Everything seemed to stop in the blink of an eye. I was the one who shot her until she was unconscious in the grip of a damn monster that caused everything.I was so worried that I wanted to run there, but heavy injuries all over my body held me back. I didn't realize it, my sight was shattered and my body fell.Before I was completely unconscious, I just remembered her sad face… how she begged me to save her… but, I was the one who hurt her and letting her go in the hands of a cruel man like Haytham.How could I do that? Yeah, I was caught up in the moment.I got hurt when she hid such a big thing from me. It felt like she had killed me with this big secret. She also lied to me

I shouldn't have done that to him after what we did. The mark of his kiss would always be an impression for me, how he kissed me was full of passion and had a deeper meaning.I didn't want to hurt him but, when I remembered how he didn't push Moorah and let her kiss him, my heart cracked. My happy feelings were shattered, and everything was so erratic.After that incident, I couldn't stop crying. Haytham was always there for me, but he also couldn't do much when it all happened.My intention to hurt Barra in return had materialized, then why do I keep crying and regretting it? Besides, I already knew that our relationship would never have a beautiful ending.Sooner or later he would find out the truth about me.Every time I thought about it all, my fear had risen to higher levels.The shadow of his disappointed face always haunting me. I was terrorized by a painful reality.

The news last night spreaded widely on the internet. The photos of our kiss in the car were spread so that my mother was even busy calling me to find out the truth.I didn't expect things to happen like this. Everyone was busy sending me congratulations but there were also some Barra fans who didn't like it, usually it came from female fans.Even worse, someone asked us when our wedding would take place. Like... our relationship were just in the beginning.And now I was sitting with Barra in the living room, watching a movie together. I felt so happy over all these conveniences, but on the other hand I was still thinking of Haytham.He was helping me to get Barra back."You're busy thinking about something." I gasped then turned my head, just as his face approached mine."There is something bothering you." He whispered with his breath that now collided right in my face.