Chapter Eight

Elena’s POV:

The tears that I was holding back fell from my eyes and I wiped them, hurriedly. I didn’t want him to think that I feel sorry for him and my feelings towards him are sympathy.

“Jake, whenever you feel like giving up, thinks about Brandon, Noah and my parents; they call you son. All of them will miss you, especially Brandon.” I said.

“What about you, Elena? Will you miss me? If someday I wouldn’t be here like Hanna?” He asked.

“I wish I would never see that day in my life, when you’re not here with me.” I mumbled in his ear, placing a kiss on his cheek.

He pulled me closer to his chest and I placed my head on his chest, just above his beating his heart then he fell asleep while I stayed awake thinking about him.

I unlocked the door and silently entered the house with my cell phone in one hand and my stilettos in the other one then made my way upstairs to my bedroom. I entered my bedroom and closed the door with a sigh.

From inside, I was glad that no one was awake to