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Alana's POV

Emotions swirled within me and causing a knot to form in my stomach as I found myself with tears filled eyes and realizing how much I was still undoubtedly drawn to the man standing before me.

Those piercing blue eyes of his has always pulled me towards him, time and time again in the past and now standing here before him, I couldn't control myself nor could I get myself to look away. I was literally frozen at the spot, feeling my control slowly slipping away from me.

"Here," I muttered under my breath, extending the delicate crystal towards him, attempting to hand it back, "I really can't have this, you should keep it. I don't want it" I said pushing the box back into his hands.

His smile fell almost immediately, my refusal unexpected. "It's yours, Alana. I mean it’s coming late but it’s really yours" He said with a slight frown.

“But I do not want it” I snapped.

"Well then, If you don’t want it then you can throw it away" he continued, emotions twirling in his eye