[Cara]“What? Aren't you going to say something?” I grilled out, steeling myself not to break down as the memories from those horrid nights started to come back and haunt me.Those that made me feel so dirty that I couldn't stand being in my own skin.He didn't talk.My phantom has just turned his dark eyes toward me and is staring at me as though he’s seeing nothing but me. Contrition most of all was gleaming, and much like me, it looked as though he had a lot of things he wanted to say to me but couldn't.Or that he is completely at a loss for where to begin.I trusted him. Somehow in the hinder-most part of me trusted him that he was going to find me after finding out I was gone for three days. I wanted him badly to come and save me, kill that motherfucker who did this to me in the most brutal way possible.But he didn’t.I ought to have been more prudent. He always visits me every night, but he didn’t even do something or might wonder why I haven’t been home.“Why are you here? Is
[Cara] Have you ever experienced déjà vu?Like something had happened in a constant loop of events.Death could be much easier than this torment.It is what it is I felt right now, waking up again with the sound of a beeping machine echoing in the background, the pump release of oxygen fluid bubbling as it flows air through my nose, and the strong sterile scent of disinfectant on the floor.The feeling that I had gone back in time to watch something that I most definitely did not want to remember.I am still in the hospital, and before I shot my eyes open, everything I did the last time came flashing back on me.I guess that would be the last time my phantom ever visit me again.Yet, there was still this feeling of uncertainty. A foreboding twist in the gut, that what I’ve been through will be just the beginning and worst is yet to come.But I don’t want to think of anything yet. I want to be blank as an abandoned canvas whose artist procrastinated for so long that they forgot how to
[Cara]Days passed and the doctor already gave me clearance for discharge. Tomorrow I’ll be discharged from the hospital and they have already scheduled me to a psychiatrist. We’ll be having a session once every week for forty-five minutes.I don’t know how to feel about it, and everyone around me aside from mom and Nancy seems to be walking on eggshells for fear that I will explode into a ballistic rage when they try to engage me in conversation. Others visited me throughout the length of time I was confined, but the one person I hope to see even just for a moment didn’t come. I supposed it was because I wanted to thank him for saving my life.Yet, all he did was sent flowers and chocolates. I do appreciate the thought, to say the least.He must be disgusted with me now after what I went through. Seeing me in such a damaged state, incomplete ruin beyond repair. But why saved me though? Was it out of pity?I don’t think he wanted to be associated with me now.“Honey, is it okay to lea
[3rd POV—Damon]There was a fine line between revenge, madness, and murder.A tiny thin strand that could barely see, or to some, it doesn’t even exist.The state he saw what the bastard had done to Cara immediately drove him to madness and with other things running around his mind, one remains topmost. Murder.A long, excruciatingly painful death he could warrant.Yet, aside from that, he was also too close to slipping into madness.Davien just made it in time and rushes Cara to the hospital while he remained for a moment in that hellhole rat nest to clean them up. Killing every single one of them, save for one person.Walsh.“Damn you, Montreal.” The scarred face man, Walsh, grunted in pain when Damon pummeled a screwdriver to his side and then kicked him hard into the jaw. Sending the man to lay helplessly on the floor with the pool of his own blood.Damon's ear is filled with the horrible sound of a fractured bone, which fills his ear with delight. Nonetheless, it wasn’t enough t
[Cara] Okay, I don't know why the fuck I am panicking?It’s not like this is the very first time I've talked to him. Though, I am quite aware that our recent encounters may have not been very cordial. Especially, right before I was taken captive.It doesn't help either that I went crazy inside his own mansion. Though I couldn't be entirely at fault that time, I was grieving, and dropping the bomb on my face of what will my future be isn't really something that I could take on lightly. Well, let's just say the news didn't sit with me nicely and I kind of went a little overboard with my reaction. However, with everything that is going on, the horrors I've been through and mom receiving the same black envelope with a crest of a rose and snake.Considering what mom had suggested, it seems that marrying Damon Montreal is the best option I have left. I've already seen the video dad left me and explained why he had to do such a thing, compromising my inheritance in the hands of Mr. CEO Da
[Cara]I couldn’t move for what felt like a minute and how the hell I am still calm at what Damon did baffle me.But, why does he feel so different?“Cara?”“Y-Yes…” I stammered, breaking out from my trance, and stepped aside. “Please, come in.”My heart still viciously hammering on my chest and my nerves wracking on the edge as if I’m about to collapse.Damn it! I already look stupid enough.I quickly closes the door shut and followed behind the imposing man, motioning him to the dinner table I had set up for the two of us. It wasn’t as grand as one thinks it should be, I like it simple and less hassle. Also, every dish served on the platter was just an order to go I picked up earlier from an Asian restaurant.Damon turned to me and gave me the bouquet I have forgotten he was holding. “Thank you,” I mumbled, immediately felt a twinge of embarrassment over the fact that I was so close to slamming the door in his face. Though, he doesn’t seem to be bothered by it. I noticed him looki
[Cara]My entire body quivered with fear, my hand viciously shaking as I gripped my phone so hard while simultaneously casting a fleeting glimpse at Damon, who was staring at me intently.He wasn’t holding a phone.‘Get the hell away from me!’ After giving him a speedy response, I swiftly returned to the table. I am still trembling, and my heart thumps a thousand beats per second. It feels like I would have cardiac arrest anytime if I didn’t manage my anxiety.I wanted to sit down, but it seemed like my knees had become rigid and were unable to bend, and my palms started to feel cold and wet.“I uh…”“Are you alright?” I turned to Damon, there were now emotions gracing his face, and those were genuine concerns of my sudden perturbed countenance.“Y-yes, I am fine.” I forced a smile on my face, but instead, it came out a grimace when my phone chimed again. I don’t want to read the message, but something deep down inside compels me to just swipe the screen and be done with all this bot
[Cara]I wasn’t expecting Damon to be that candid about his life. Though, I wouldn’t say he had the most enthralling experiences, given he and dad are so much alike.He lived circling around his businesses, primarily focusing on Sphinx Prime. He also recounted the first time he saw me during my birthday party, which my dad turned into a business conglomerate instead of being my special day.“Despite scowling most of the occasion, I found you the most beautiful woman then.”My face heated up, and I laughed to mask my embarrassment.“It should be. It was my birthday.”Although it happened, I was glad nonetheless that he made up for it and celebrated my birthday the way I wanted it to be. Just the three of us, and it was the best day of my life.“I’m so sorry about everything,” he suddenly hushes out of the blue. The smile on my face withered when he reached for my hand, peering into my eyes with sincerity.His body suddenly felt so close that I could smell his expensive perfume. His ey