The Mystery of a traveller.

Chapter 9

They say psychopaths cant fall in love, but little do they know that a heart that likes to torture people, expects nothing but love in return.

Joshua's POV:-
Tomorrow is my last day in this era. I still have my time turner locket and camera, and it isn't supposed to be in this timeline, meaning there are chances that I might go back to the modern era, but I don't want to. I know I can't take cherry with me, but maybe I can stay here with her till my last breath, but at the same time, I cannot turn away from my mission.

"Josh are you asleep?" Steph's words brought me out of my intrusive thoughts "No" I answered short and quiet, she hummed at my response, and the silence took over again. "Will you miss me if I disappear tomorrow?" I asked and impulsively sat up on the bed facing her as she turned on lights. I eagerly wanted to know her answer.

To make matters worse she had taken my hands gently in hers, making my heart go crazy. She looked me in the eyes and said she had something very important to tell me. I thought she was going to tell me how much she loved me. I thought she was going to tell me how important I am in her life. l waited in optimistic expectation. And then she hit me with those ruthless, crushing words out of the blue.

"Joshua...... Maybe I will miss you, maybe I won't because lurking you in my trance and letting you believe that your obsession with me won was all just a plan so that in the meantime I can take your advantage for boosting my factory growth. Likewise, my brother didn't go missing, I killed him because I wanted to be the next heir and rule the place instead of him as my father threatened me that he would make him the CEO if he didn't think I had more potential than my brother." Her voice was deadly calm. My stomach lurched. I caught my breath, and my world stood still.

Yes, when I looked back there had been red flags, but I had such total and absolute trust in her, that it never entered my head that she was being unfaithful. The times when she avoids the love talks during cuddles or our day out, the strange excuses for never letting me talk to her father alone. She would never let me just sit and talk to her when we were in the factory and would assist me to work extra on testing guns. But I never once questioned her. I had complete trust in her. I thought maybe she is just a workaholic person. That she could be worried that her father would brainwash me against her, that's why she wouldn't let me speak to him. But now I know why she always used to shower me all her love at night only.

I felt like an abject failure at that moment. I wasn't good enough for her. I had given her my all. But it wasn't enough. My best just wasn't good enough. I must be inadequate for her.

Who is she? She definitely wasnt the woman I thought she was. The Cherry I knew would never betray me. She had lied. She devised about murdering her brother. Now the puzzle pieces are falling together. Everything that I shrugged makes sense now, like her father being hesitant to speak with her or him crying about his son, whilst I thought, why is he crying for that coward?

I believed that I would have a partner for life. Someone who would stick by me through the worst catastrophe. But here she was just using me to her advantage. She just played the victim card.
I never knew her.

If only I could go back in time. If only I could wake up and realize this was all a ghastly dream. From that stark moment, there was a physical ache deep down inside me. Shock. Anxiety. Sadness. Fear. Humiliation. All bound up together. My head was swimming, and even ordinary, everyday actions became difficult.

She had said she was sorry. She had said she knew it wasnt fair. She had said it wasnt my fault. But she did it anyway. She took advantage of me, which made my blood boil. The gut-wrenching betrayal was too much to bear. I was enraged. I wanted to take it all out on her. But words didn't escaped from my mouth.