All rights reserved. No part of this content should be published without Author's permission.

The morning was more pleasant than I expected it to be. The smell of crisp morning air along with damn soil filling my lungs and making me realize how beautiful everything is, but then the bandage on my hand gives me a reality check that I nearly died thrice. The chills and the thrill from last night bring back the fear of losing everything in a blink of an eye.

Well, it's not thrice but more than half a dozen times when I was attacked, but I don't know about it. Why? Because Aaran’s men would get rid of them, allowing me to live like a normal human, and gradually I would live a normal life then how come I get to know about it?

Mumma said truth can't be hidden for a long time, they unravel themselves even if we as a human try our best to hide it and that's exactly what happened. I am not a person to eavesdrop, but I heard Luca talking to someone on the phone a few days ago, and I shouldn't have been frightened, but the memory of his words never failed to run chills down my spine, and maybe I already knew this would happen.

More than a dozen times! That's a huge number and I haven't informed my parents about it because obviously, they are already stressed because of Aditi and I do have Aaran beside me, it's not like I am alone. I have to face everything with my strength and bravery because if I lack behind, those demons will crush me beneath their shoes.