He knew, he had to leave. He got up when the night was basking in the coal darkness and the moon shone at its peak. He glanced at the person who laid beside him, seemed to be sleeping but misunderstanding to his senses, she was awake. He picked up his shirt and trousers, dressing up. She knew, she was someone he will never own yet not let go. She felt herself being humiliated each day, worst. Silence was better than the mortification they both faced in their shoes. He still couldn't take his eyes off her bare shoulder as she kept her face away, not facing him. He took steps towards the door, and left,As she closed her eyes, in hope to redeem herself again from the contamination done tonight. *He didn't know why her words were carved on to his mind. He couldn't forget it, not even for a second. All the remaining night, he kept thinking about her, what she said. And now even in his office, he mista

As soon he laid her on the bed, a sense of guilt started to cloud his mind. Not able to admit, he had to realize that he hurted her without being at fault. Maybe what she said was truth because she barely knows him and even after Jason's blatant words, he must be the one who was following her to enrage Dawson more. He glanced at her unconscious figure. His way of treating her was too harsh that she fainted right after it. Now he had to wait until she becomes conscious. He sat on the couch and rested his head against his arm. As if he was tired enough but can't sleep. He remembered the night clearly in his head, when his brother and he went to a party. The only party which turned out to be horrible for him. He regretted every second when he let his drunk brother drive the car. His eyes snapped open at the sight of car colliding with the man who had a gleaming smile on his face.  He patted a hand on his forehea

He didn't know why he was doing it, he only wanted to remove her existence in front of his eyes. Something stirred in his heart when her eyes became moist, as if she was powerless in front of him. She was nothing, but just a mere target of his lustful sins whom he used. And now killing her will only add more guilt and discomfort to his already culpability which he is never going to admit. The clouds started to thunder in the sky as lightening struck them. The black sky growling as if it also reacted to his hate. The noise pierced through the ears. His jaw was tight, as he gritted his teeth. He unwrapped his fingers as he finally decided and made his decision. Her face turned back to life as she gasped through the air. She couldn't speak for a moment as she stared him with confused eyes. What was wrong with him? She couldn't understand. It was out of blue. He grabbed her by her wrist as he pulled her behind him.

She didn't had many options to chose neither much time. It was the moment, she had to decide. She closed her eyes, thinking if she should reveal the truth to him.FlashbackShe picked up the glass of water and headed towards the Ruby's room, because she knew that once Ruby shared with her, that she becomes thirsty in the middle of night and it's really difficult for her to step out of the room in darkness.Surprisingly the door was open, so she entered. As she looked everywhere, Ruby was nowhere to be seen. She placed the glass on the bedside table and motioned in the direction of bathroom, to check up on her. It was already 12 in the morning, so there was no chance that she leaves her room at this hour.She opened the bathroom door and peeked inside. There was no noise to be heard or anyone to be seen. She stepped inside and just then her eyes caught something unusual on the ba

The days went along, and Dawson was back on his previous life. He learned to control his emotions after Joseph gave him a long lecture. And he himself also realized that she was not worth it, even she carried his baby, she'll have to come to him once in her life for his rights. Because everyone knows she can't afford her own expenses, and raising a child as a single parent is beyond that. This way or that way, he promised himself that he will find her soon, and will snatch the baby away, and that's what matters to him. He shouldn't be crying for a mere girl who already made his living life miserable than ever. Every night, he had new visitors, and in the morning signing deals with his partners. Drinking beer, and smoking all night, suffering insomnia, that's what his life become. He worked day and night like a workaholic to carry on with himself. Sometimes he wondered if he was a dollar printing machine, because it was no different from it. Jason left for Manchester just after the