All my presumptions proved to be correct about why Rafe disappeared in an instant after kissing me. I comprehended it through his behavior. He is regretting it. He didn't like kissing me. He's probably ashamed of cheating on his girlfriend with me. He plainly ignored me the entire next week. He barely came home at nights. He didn't talk to me in the office. He treated me like I don't exist as if he couldn't hear me or see me, as if I had become invisible. I tried a few times to talk to him, to find out what's wrong with him, but he made excuses, showed reluctance, and pretended that he's too busy to talk about anything, but work. It made me angry. It made me hurt. His cold attitude and the way he has been avoiding me. It made me think that he's giving me hints that he doesn't want himself around me, that he suddenly became allergic to me. I'm surprised by his sudden change of behavior with me. He was being so friendly, so understanding before the kiss and now this. . . He's making

Around ten o'clock in the evening, I hesitantly enter the villa with my coat hanging on my arm. I intend not to come face to face with Freya. It will be difficult again to avoid her and her eyes filled with questions.Locking the main door, I walk inside and notice empty cups and plates scattered on the dinner table. I feel strange. Someone was here at the villa?I walk further and then I hear the faint sound of music coming from the room which usually remains vacant.After a few seconds, I see a familiar woman step out of that room. She stops midway when she catches me. A young girl with short hair and a petite figure. I instantly recognize her."Mia." A smile plays on my lips, "What a pleasant surprise!"She darts to me, "Rafe, you're finally here. We all were waiting for you."She hugs me and I hug her back, "Yes, I now remember you were going to come today." I groan at my lost memory. I forgot that Freya's parents were going to land here today. I also remember that I got to know f

Anxiously, I dance my eyes everywhere as soon as I enter the dance lounge Luke Salvatore has told me about. I see heads all around, flashy dresses and colorful strobe lights. The loud rock music is hammering the ground and the entire place. I stop and think that I can't find Freya in this massive crowd.I'm going crazy with anger and acute worry. I hope I'm not late and she is okay. My paranoid brain gave me all kinds of weird thoughts about her on my way to here. I walk further and keep my eyes engaged in an impatient search for Freya. With continuous walking I reach the bar counter and there I see a familiar face. He sees me too and raises his arm up in air and waves at me.I rush to him at a supersonic speed and grab his collar, "Where's my wife? What did you do to her?" "What are you saying?" He gets surprised and tries to push away my hands from his collar, "Why would I do anything to her? She's my project partner." "Cut your crap and tell me where she is?" My impatience is rea

During the whole car ride, Freya didn't utter a word. She stayed silent and kept her head rested on the headrest of the car. Her quiet state gave me the impression that she had fallen asleep so I glanced in her direction after every few minutes just to confirm. But I saw her eyes were opened the entire time. I got a hint that she's for sure angry with me. I stop the car once we arrive in front of the villa. I pull up the handbrake and turn off the car's AC. I turn my head and see Freya doesn't move. She stays in the same position. I wait for some seconds so that she would sit up on her own and get to know that we are at home. But she doesn't.Her eyes are fixated on a windshield as if she's boring holes into it. "Hey, we are home." I say in a low voice. She moves her hands when she hears me. She slowly sits up, runs her fingers in her hair, then quietly goes out of the car.She walks slowly towards the entrance door. I observe her steps are wobbly. She's unable to walk straight in

Stretching my arms and legs, I wake up and observe sunlight flickering through the windows of my room.I lazily rise to a sitting position and that's when I feel excruciating pain in my head. It makes me mewl. I rub my temples with both hands and sigh aloud. Why is my head so heavy? I muse. I look at myself and notice I'm wearing the same last night's clothes. The dress is sticking to my body for some reason, increasing my irritation. I don't know how I fell asleep in this tight piece of cloth. I put pressure on my head and think about last night. I was out with Luke then I saw Rafe My eyes widen at the thought. Yes, I remember he came and he saw me in the dress. My head is heavy because I drank at the club. I also remember my conversations with him and that he brought me home. I restlessly look around, everywhere in the room just to search for him. He's nowhere. I'm alone in the room.Muttering swear words to myself, I try to rise from the bed and see the time. I can't tell wha