Crystal woke up in a good mood, she rarely woke up feeling like she was the queen of sunshine, but it was different today even though she had a terrible night. She sat up in bed and clipped her toenails first since she had never modeled shoes before; she was starting to feel conscious about her toes, she wanted everything to be in perfect order. She heard a knock on the door and she froze for a while, she glanced at the time, it was just some minutes past six am the morning; it would probably be Petra or Sheryl; they had a habit of waking up early to worry her, she picked her clipped nails in her hands and walked towards the door. She opened the door, but instead of being met by Petra or Sheryl, her eyes met with Kayden’s silver eyes. The soft glow of light filtering through the half-opened door cast an illumination on his form, highlighting the chiseled contours of his body. His broad shoulders and well-defined chest were bare and bathed in the golden light. The soft fab

The continuous beeping of some sort of machine woke Crystal up, and as soon as she opened her eyes; they absorb the bright white lights of the room. She shut her eyes slightly, wincing in pain, she opened them again and noticed that she seemed to be in a hospital, the pungent smell of drugs made her even more sick than she already is. She groaned the only thing she felt in her body was pain; a body ripping pain She groaned as she tried to get up, when I felt something heavy against her neck and one of her leg was casted and hanged in the air. She hissed in frustration, when she noticed she was handicap.What the hell happened? Yes, she received an anonymous text that told her to come to the rooftop and she was pushed down the stairs. She could not even move her head to the side that was when she noticed that there was a heavy cast around her neck. Suddenly, the door opened and Kayden came in his brow furrowed in a long frown, he looked in her direction with an irri

“Can I speak to you for a minute, Paige?” Kayden asked as soon as Paige left Crystal's room, she jolted in surprise, because she wasn’t expecting to see him right in front of the bedroom door. She let out a sigh from relief when she noticed that it was just Kayden and not some ghost that she had imagined in her head. “It’s pretty late right now and I don’t think you can go home. So, I suggest you just stay in the guest room.” He said as he folded his arms across his chest, he stared down at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes; he noticed her initial surprise and felt it was comical, he didn’t laugh obviously but his expression was equally mockingly. She was exactly like Crystal in so many ways. “No, I’m fine.” Paige said with steel like expressions, she didn’t know how long he had been silently waiting in front of the door like a predator, and she wasn’t so sure if he had heard anything they discussed. “I need to go home, I still live with my parents and they must be so worr

“Miss Smith, you should come downstairs for lunch.” Petra said with a small smile, Crystal had been sketching all day, she was so engrossed in what she was doing that she didn’t notice it when Petra opened the door or when she came in. Petra loved her diligence, even while she was sick she requested to be handed her drawing tablet. “What are you drawing?” Petra whispered into her ears and Crystal jolts in surprised and quickly hugged her drawing tablet to her chest, but Petra had already gotten a glimpse of it. “Petra, I didn’t know you were here.” She answered with an uneasy smile, hoping that Petra didn’t see it, or she would think the worst. “Is that Kayden you are drawing?” She probed with a burgeoning excitement and Crystal felt a small flush on her cheeks, she had been caught. “Let me see.”“Don’t tell anyone. ” She warned first and Petra did the sign as if she zipped her mouth, that was the only time Crystal was able to trust her and show her the drawing. “Yes, it is Kayde

“I would go with you.” Crystal said drying her eyes, she can’t believe that Mr. Connell was dead; she spoke to him on the phone with Petra just the previous day. “I want to come as well.”“No, you should stay here.” He said with the same cold expressionless face from minutes ago. “I will go to the hospital and come back.”“But I want to—“ He interrupted her sharply with a bang to the wall, she flinched sharply. “Just stay back and do as you are told!” He yelled his eyes narrowing in anger; she had never seen him lose his composure that much before. “He’s not your father, so don’t even try to pretend to care, you can shed your crocodile tears in your room!” That was the last he said before he left and Crystal broke down again, in tears, and almost immediately Petra came running in with a tears in her eyes also; Kayden probably told her. She got down on her knees as well, and held he hands. “I heard about Mr. Connell.” She said before pulling Crystal into a heartwarming hug, the