FlashbackThe wheel of life turned around infront of me showing me the repurcussions of my godly personality to woo girls and one of them has turned psychologically tormented and was eager to die for me. I felt ashamed of myself. Carolina's fingers were pressed on the trigger while her eyes were shut tightly. My body was screaming at me to run, and save her but my mind was frozen with fear and hatred. In that moment, I kept aside my negative perception of Carolina and only remembered my parents teachings about humanity.Thus, before she can press the trigger, I ran in her direction, and just when the trigger was pressed, I raised her hand in the air letting the bullet explode in the barren sky. "Carolinaaaaaa!!" I yelled seeing her body slump down on the ground. I sat on my knees as she immediately threw herself in my arms causing my entire body to extreme rigidity."I love you so much, Daniel. Please don't leave me". She was begging me. Her lips were quivering while she was pressing

Swivel! Whirl! Trundle! Twirl! Undulate! Are these adjectives enough to describe what my precious eyes have been doing since the instant Serena has thrown her another nuclear bomb at me?If not then, let's say it has become A Ferris Wheel. I guess that word did gave out too much information to state the torture on my poor eyes. From Oswald they have turned into a Ferris Wheel. I wonder what was next and when did this 'mission open Daniel's heart turn into a humor zone?' Clueless, I tried to recall her exact meaning of my name and I swear I think I'm a pig being pushed into the drain while the onlookers are going to have an entertainment dosage along with Serena and Nathan, who're too caught up in this game. He's a child forgot sake, I told my subconscious plenty of times but it's unnerving to keep a calm demeanor when Serena throws her ultimatum at me. What is she trying to get from this? A playful life or she's making up to me for our lost time. Denial is not in my mind for today but

A day could be as splendid as our moment at the rock, I never read or watched in the history of my not-so-pleasant life. I can't stop staring at my girl who has turned beetroot red from the kisses I have been showering at her since the second we stepped down and returned to the home, hiding away in our personal abode. Stress which has been my ultimate companion, has taken a leave today; atlast I feel vulnerable to express my heart or merely pour my love on Serena. I missed this proximity with her yet I halt at the thought of bedding her. What was I afraid of when I have already fallen in love with her once again to obscene limits. This love is not any normal love but not even obsessive as was Carolina's. It's different yet difficult. For me love was something that's indescribable and for Serena, love has been an entirely different thing. If she considered me her Lady Macbeth who refuses to fall asleep, it's impossible for me to consider her a Macbeth. He was shrewd; a liar, a traitor.

Mrs. Rodriguez was chatting with Serena. The ghost-devil Carolina's mother, not any less pain in my life than Carolina. A constant reminder of her daughter's existence. The old lady was no better than the daughter who spoilt my life and left with a grave hole in my chest. 'What was she doing with Serena? Were they both playing me? But how does Serena know her?'Questions after questions spun in my mind, but my feet refused to move ahead. My heart was dreading of what was to unveil and I didn't have any patience to bear Serena's treachery. 'She is no longer mine.' As I saw Mrs. Rodriguez leaving with a defeated look, I made my way back to the car not wanting Serena to see me or get alerted that I am aware of her deception. 'Enough of the manipulation, Serena Waldorf,' I whispered. Now it was time for her to spill the truth that she has been hiding all this while.After a few minutes, Serena joined me back in the car, while I gave her a devilish look but clearly my love for her was ove

"I am Carolina's sister." Serena repeated this time emphasizing on the word 'sister.' Aloof I remained unable to process the revelation, and as it started to slightly tap in my brain on whispering it to myself, I couldn't help but screech in agony, "Nooooooo." Serena stiffened, and so did I. How do I describe my current state when the feeling of betrayal was washing over me in an unstoppable circle. My world was spinning around in circles while the girl who caused this entire frosting situation, sat on my bed now looking at me with horror struck expressions as if she herself was in some daze. It seemed to me like she was not able to contemplate her own words in her mind that she has blurted.I pulled my hands away from her shoulders, taking two steps backwards; creating a good amount of distance between us. The hostility that I was feeling for her can clearly be depicted from my darkened eyes fixated on her guilty self as her eyes have started to shed the tears of regret or success f