Chapter 21: Wanting Faith’s P.O.V “Easy,” Brandon helped me onto the couches, gently helping me settle down before he placed our bags at the foot of the coffee table in front of us. As he left me alone for an instant to go into the kitchen, I took the opportunity to look around the room with my heart hammering hard inside my chest. This was the first time in my life that I had come into a boy’s house…that too one who lived alone in a condo. Although calling this place a condo would be an understatement. Unlike the tiny apartments that I had seen on TV or heard my friends mentioning over the years, this place was massive. The kitchen was right opposite to the entrance and rather full size, like the one at my aunt’s house. The sitting area too was large with two couches and a larger sofa opposite a huge TV screen that was plugged onto several of those controller things that boys used to play games. However, what surprised me were the tiny indoor plants on various table tops here a

Chapter 23: The Truth about Him Faith’s P.O.V “Here you go,” David pointed out to the isle that had all the books related to disaster management. “Try the books written by Heather Shaw and Kane Westwick, so far they are the most helpful ones you’ll find on the subject.” “Thank you so much, David,” I told him gratefully. “I’d be totally lost if you didn’t help me out here. This place is massive!” The next day, I once again found myself in the library after morning class and since I had time yet to get to my next class and I wasn’t hungry yet, I had decided to catch up on my assignments. And as I had expected, David was already here, in his usual spot, with his head buried in a ton of books. If it weren’t for his help, there was no way I was going to find my way around this maze of a library that I never seem to get used to. “I thought you’d be used to the library by now, considering how I always find you here in between classes.” David offered a small smile before shaking his head.

Chapter 25: Unintentionally Hurting HimFaith’s P.O.VThe feeling that I might have done something terribly wrong…that I might have crossed some kind of invisible line in the sand that I wasn’t supposed to cross…it hit me harder now as the seconds ticked by and Brandon didn’t utter a single word.All he did was stare at me in utter silence, like he didn’t know what else to do or say…and I didn’t like it one bit.There was this look in his eyes, like even though he might be physically here…but mentally, he wasn’t here at all.“B-Brandon?” I touched his hand lightly and he instantly jerked my hand away, like I had somehow burned him.“Who told you?” His voice was harsh, unyielding.And that confession…even though he didn’t directly tell me the whole truth…that hurt even more than the way he withdrew his hand from mine.I hadn't expected it. I didn’t think Brandon had it in him to hurt someone like that…because what David had told me…it hadn't been just about him sleeping with his father

Chapter 27: Parting WaysBrandon’s P.O.VI felt a dab of something cold on my jaw, and it startled me into looking up at the person in front of me, only to find Faith hovering over me with a cloth in her hand, cleaning up the blood from the corner of my lips.How had it come to this? How had one word from this woman turned me into a mess? How had she been able to bring back memories that I had long buried deep inside the vaults in my mind?I had thought I was past that stage. I had been able to survive that year, get past all my foolish mistakes…crawled back out of the black hole that had swept me under after my mother’s suicide…But one word from Faith had undone everything I had been trying to hold on to for the last year.I had become the same person I was, the person who sought out unnecessary fights and the person who had lost all will to live.But even then, I had remembered to remove myself from Faith’s presence, because somewhere in the back of my head, I had been aware that i

Chapter 29: Dangerous GamesFaith’s P.O.V“Faith…first of all…how about you try and figure out, why, after whatever happened between you and Brandon today to make you cry like that…you still want to help him out?”Why?I didn’t have an answer to that. Even after Debby asked me that question…I couldn’t find the answer no matter how long I tried to think about it. And the only answer I could find made me sound like a girl desperate for attention.I didn’t want things to end between Brandon and me…whatever this was between us…I wanted it, I needed it.So the first thing I did as soon as I separated from Debby after reaching the campus grounds…was to go in search for Brandon.I looked for him in the cafeteria first, but he wasn’t there, which I had expected because he wasn’t usually here this early. So I went to the parking area and the locker rooms as well. I was well aware that I had no ideas of all the possible places where Brandon could be at and neither did I know which classes he to