Caleb stays on my side and lets me hug him for a few hours until I hear he has difficulty breathing. I moved my head and saw his face was so red. I frowned, and my jaw sank. I grab the blanket and cover my chest. “I…” I whisper, but no words follow. My face blushes, and I pull my body to Caleb and give him space. He gets up and stares at me momentarily, then fixes my pillow and grabs my blouse on the floor. He places it on my bed, tapping his hand on the mattress while I nod and lay back. He sighs and walks out the door. Even though he did not say a word, I knew he wanted to ask what had happened to me, but I didn’t know how to answer it. That moment of doubt I felt inside my chest gave me goosebumps, and the fear started to linger in my system again. I never had this fear while staying at the orphanage for eighteen years. Even though the bullies kept making pranks to hurt me, I never had this scary moment. I keep letting them and never fight back. I move to the side and face the w

I lay in bed for the third time and closed my eyes, but I still could not sleep. It is almost midnight, but I am still wide awake. I looked out the window and got curious if Caleb was right. I tiptoe and ensure no noise until I reach the window; my forehead wrinkles as I sway the light green curtain. Caleb had already fixed it outside, and it was locked. I sigh and look around the room. In so much boredom, I check the cabinet. No things anymore as well the sketch pads and other paintings are all gone. He is indeed wise. My guts are telling me that he is hiding something. Another glimpse strikes in my thoughts, and I collapse on the floor. It is painful to see the blood on the ridge. I shook my head, trying to remove the image in my mind, but I could not. Until a loud growl echoed around the mansion, and it followed the splash of broken glasses. I got up, running on the door, but I gawked. The door was also locked outside. Did he lock me in here? My heart is pounding fast as the noise

Caleb and I stared at each other for a few seconds, and my heart skipped a beat. It is getting strange even more the effects he brings to me. I look away first and move backward.I cleared my throat and asked, “What help do you need?”He went to his cabinet and pulled out a medicine kit. “Get the bandage here and wrap my hands. I got wounds on the shattered glass.” He pointed to the scattered glasses on the floor. I followed him silently and checked his wound. My eyes narrowed. I see it clear earlier that the injury was gone, but it shows a cut now. I shook my head and put on the bandage. We fell silent until I finished putting in the gauze. I did not say a word, but I carried the medicine kit and returned it to his cabinet. “Are you alright?” He asked. “I am good,” I answered, walking near the door, then stopped and turned around. “Eat your lunch now.” As he did not answer, I went out and rushed downstairs. I put my hand on my chest, and my heart pounded fast. I ran my finger thro

Eliana’s Point of View I lowered my gaze and stared at the blanket. A blurry vision of a man appeared in my thoughts, but I shook my head and pulled myself up. I am no longer dizzy, but I only remember when the man told me I looked like someone. I tilted my head and stared at Caleb. He was still silent and staring blankly at me, but still standing firm with a wrinkled on his forehead. “I..” I deepened my sigh and cleared my throat, “I can’t remember anything,” I lied to him. He nodded and walked out of the room. I frown and turn around. Did something happen before I woke up? I look around his room. It is darker and gloomy, the same as his mood. I sigh and walk near the window, and open the gray curtain. As I looked down, I gasped. It was the same spot in the garden where I felt the pain—my head spinning while my legs were like noodles and my shoulders slumpy. Is it poison? But how? I did not even eat anything in the garden. That is as far as I remember. As I kept thinking about wha

I shut my mouth and said nothing, but Caleb was still standing beside me. Does he really think that I have a relationship with Josh?“Josh has been my friend since I grew up in Safe Haven Orphanage. When the other orphans bullied me, he was the one who saved me.” I turned around and faced Caleb. His face is blank and he seems to be listening to me attentively. “I don’t know why but the bullies love to mock me. Perhaps, because I am different.” He furrowed.“How you became different from them. You are all orphans.” He answered. I took a deep breath and walked into the living room to sit. Suddenly, I felt his presence. “Can you tell me more?” My eyes lit up at his remarks. He became more curious about me. Am I going to tell him everything?“Something weird happening whenever—”“Caleb!” A loud voice echoed in the mansion. “Go to your room!” Caleb said, running to the door. I ran to my room and locked the door. As I looked out the window, the sky turned gloomy and rain started pouring. I