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"To crown it all, who really is Kaitlyn?"__Wesley.

Wesley*

I was helping one of my private investigators, Cyrus, trace the man that Kaitlyn had saw earlier but it was to no avail. There were no cameras to capture him of anything and worst, he was wearing some sort of mask that made it almost impossible for anyone to trace his identity. The moment I raised my head, I saw Kaitlyn, leaning against the door frame, her face had a look that disturbed me while her eyes held something I couldn't quite explain.

Fear?

The moment she saw me staring at her, she gestured to move but I was quick to catch up to her and spun her around to face me.

"I'm sorry." She said exasperatedly. "I couldn't sleep. Thought I'd busy myself by watching you."

I traced my thumb across her jawline, holding her face in my hands. "No harm done."

She sighed then lowered her head before raising it up again. "You think I'm crazy, don't you?"

A smile tugged at the end of my lips, although it wasn't a smile. "No I don't.