Chapter 25

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Aveliene's pov:

After that small incident, now we are having the dinner in silence.
I thought Vaughn will be mad at me for intruding in his privacy but surprisingly he didn't said anything or maybe because I wounded my finger. Or maybe he already thinks me as a rule breaker and clumsy person.
The awkward silence was killing me. So I asked the only question that was constantly ringing in my mind.

"Why you keep that room locked?", I asked in low voice and waited for him to say but he didn't and kept eating his food silently, so I spoke again.

"I mean it is not something to hide but instead to be proud." I said while playing with my food.

"You speak too much, Miss Lawrence." He finally speak while looking at me.

"First you didn't follow my rule and went into that room then break that photo frame and also got hurt because of your silly antics." He said in an irritated tone. I didn't know how to reply because he was speaking the truth, unfortunately.

"And last time I check, I am not oblige to answer you, but still I know you will not stop asking me, so for your kind information. There are some memories and secrets which I kept buried deep inside me and I don't want to share them.
Because if you will not keep your secret as your prisoner then it will keep you as its prisoner",he said in a serious tone.

I still wanted to know what memories he has with those pictures and awards but thought better and kept quiet.

"I think you got your answer, Miss Lawrence. And next time never intrude in my privacy " He said sternly. To which I nodded and then again we fell under silence but this time it was not awkward.

I stole some glances at him wondering what secrets he had kept hidden. Why he is so secretive and what made a sweet little boy turn into a cold ruthless man.

 Why he is so secretive and what made a sweet little boy turn into a cold ruthless man

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After the dinner, right now I am standing at the balcony. Watching the stars. Thinking how suddenly my life has changed.

I glanced back at my room. It has a interior of brown and white but still it's not as impressive as Vaughn's.
"Maybe you are missing his addicting scent and....him". My conscience spoke.

I am not sleeping in Vaughn's room, I left it after the wedding night. As I don't want to disturb his privacy.

We are married but there is nothing between us like a normal couple have.

I wish someday maybe, maybe he will give this marriage a try but seeing him so cold towards me immediately kills my hope.

I don't know why he keeps himself so distant, so reserved as if he is afraid of something , as if he doesn't wants to trust anyone, which somehow intrigues me more. And his looks,that charming looks which makes it more difficult for me.

But I don't want these feelings to be build inside me. I know he will never reciprocate my feelings. And in the end I will be the only one who will got hurt.

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