"Why do you care?" Amara's voice trembled with vulnerability as tears welled up in her ocean-like eyes, pain evident in them. Killian found himself at a loss for words, his usually cold demeanour faltering at her question. Why did he care? Did he truly care about her? The thought unsettled him, stirring emotions he hadn't felt in his life ever. If it had been any other girl, he wouldn't have spared a second thought to her condition. The sadist in him would have enjoyed the tears and pain in some other girl's eyes. Then why did Amara's tears affect him? He couldn't find an answer. Did he care about her? About her tears? He doesn't know. However, he felt an urge to wipe away her tears, to remove the pain from her eyes. But why? He couldn't comprehend it. It went against everything he believed in, everything he stood for. He isn't the one to wipe away one's tears, he's the reason behind them, behind their suffering and agony. Then why did Amara make a difference to him? He won't lie.
Killian drew out from the cigar, the dark grey smoke surrounding him as he sat in his study. He recalled his decision to permit Amara to continue her studies, allowing her to go to college. It was a decision made in haste, and it seemed as if he was already regretting it. If it weren't for her fragile state and being on the verge of an almost panic attack, he would have never agreed. It was a moment of vulnerability and he hated being vulnerable. Amara seemed to break the cold walls he had built around him and it made him enraged. He can't become soft for a girl. The decision he had taken back then, wasn't him. The real him, the one with a demon residing inside him, would never care for others. He's a selfish person and he destroys others to satisfy his sadistic pleasure, not caring about what happens to them but when it was Amara on the other side, he couldn't become any more selfish than he already is. He sighed and crushed the cigar. He couldn't go back on his words now, not afte
Amara breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Samuel and Rose, though their condition was far from what she would call "alright." Samuel's face was covered in bruises, with a swollen eye and busted lips, evidence of a brutal beating. As for Rose, she appeared unharmed, but Amara knew better than to believe what's visible at the surface. She knew Rose must have bruises on her neck from Killian's deadly grip the other day, but they were likely concealed by the sweatshirt she wore, hiding the true extent of her injuries."Amara?" Samuel looked at her with a shocked expression. It was evident he hadn't expected to see her there. But then again, she couldn't blame him. She hadn't expected to be in college either."Samuel, I am so sorry for what happened-" Amara began to move towards them, but Rose raised her hand, signalling for her to stop. "Stay where you are, Amara." Amara's steps halted at Rose's words, feeling a flush of embarrassment as she realised a few students were now watching the
At seven in the evening, Aiden smoothly parked the car in front of Killian's mansion. "Come out," he instructed Amara as she reached for the door handle. She narrowed her eyes at him but complied, stepping out of the car."Follow me," Aiden commanded, walking inside the mansion as if he owned the place. She huffed a breath and followed him reluctantly. His attitude irritated her. He carried himself with arrogance, looking down on her as if she were beneath him. It instantly increased her dislike for him. He walked towards Killian's study. She sensed his direction and decided to head to her room instead. She couldn't bring herself to face Killian, not now, perhaps not ever. Aiden frowned when he noticed her going in a different direction."Where are you going?" he asked, frustration evident in his tone as he momentarily closed his eyes in exasperation before opening them again."To my room," She replied, confused by the sudden change in his demeanour."Yeah, I get that, Princess." He
"Amara, you are going to leave tomorrow. Have you packed everything?"The old lady, Marry, asked her. She was the caretaker of the orphanage and had seen Amara growing up from a toddler into a teenager and now soon into an adult. "I have packed everything mother." Amara chripped excitedly. She is an orphan who was left on the doorsteps of this orphanage when she was barely a few months old. It was a rainy night and since then she hates rain and night. The harshness of rain and darkness of night scares her. It makes her feel all alone in the world. Her life has grown inside this orphanage and tomorrow she is going to leave it. She has been selected in one of the reputed and top colleges to pursue her bachelor's degree in Bachelor of Business Administration. All her hard work and efforts have paid off as she got selected for her dream college. "Stop smiling like a fool!" Marry snapped at her. "And don't call me Mother! I am not your goddamned mother." She hissed at her. Amara's smi
Amara had her backpack and a rolling suitcase ready. She is leaving for the train station as she is going from the train to her destination. Marry had managed to book a local ticket for her from her own money and it helped her to save the money for future use. "Amara, you will become a city girl now!" A five year old Lucas said squealing. Amara giggled and picked him in her arms. He has become quite heavy and big now because of his growing age. She remembers the day clearly when he too was left near the orphanage one night when he was one and half years old. Since she has taken care of him and felt an unknown connection to him. "No silly. I will still be this orphanage's girl even when I go to the city." She said and bumped her nose with his playfully. "You promise to bring toys for me when you come back?" He asked, looking at her with wide hopefully eyes. "I promise" She smiled at how his eyes twinkled. "But don't bring toys for others!" He ordered in his childish voice. "And
It was evening when Amara reached the city. She went towards the hostel where she will be living. After some formalities and other things she went to her room. The room which she got is already shared by two people and she is the third one to join them now. Upon entering the room, she saw clothes lying on the floor carelessly, some stuff was thrown here and there. She winced looking at the condition of the room. In the orphanage, she stayed with fifteen people but never has the condition of her room been this bad. She saw two girls there doing their work. "Hey guys" She said meekly and fiddled with the helm of her dress. Both the girls got aware of the third person in the room and looked at her suspiciously. "Who are you?" One of the girl asked, folding her hands on her chest. "I am your new roommate." Amara revealed, looking at them nervously. She hopes that they both are friendly so that she can make them her friends. "Ohh" "Welcome to the room then" The girl smiled and so
One day later. Amara was getting ready. It was her first day in college and she was excited about it. She had Chloe and Everlywith her too but unfortunately they were her seniors by a year and thus she will be alone in her class. "Are you ready Amara?" Everlyasked. "Yes I am." Amara said and took her bag. "Great! Let's leave now. It's your first day in the college and we don't want to be late, do we?" Chloe asked and Amara shook her head in no. The college was at a walkable distance from their hostel and took about ten minutes to reach. The three girls left the hostel and after some time they reached the college. "We should now leave for our class Amara." Chloe said and Amara nodded. "Wait!" Amara stopped them. "I don't know where my class is. Can you show me the way to my class?" She asked them. It's her first day in her college and thus she doesn't know much about its structure. "Of course." Chloe said. They both took her to the second floor and stood in front of