Part Forty Five

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Why did she agree?

Why hadn't Brian said anything to stop her?

She took deep breaths, trying her hardest to not let the pressure in her chest take over her nerves and body, trying her best to not let her thoughts spiral out of control.

She had been standing outside their home, trying to do something.

Anything

But she just couldn't move.

She still didn't know how she had agreed to talk to them.

There wasn't anything left to say.

At least in her mind there was nothing.

She manipulated the bond years ago which caused their bonds to break. Their souls healed, hence the paralysis they went into and she learned how to live with the truth. She accepted it a long time ago.

She was giving the opportunity to change and move on, be better. She had been giving the chance to love, a love that was hers to cherish and indulge in. She had a family. She made a successful career. She had let go of the guilt for what she did to them, even when she couldn't remember anything of it.

Then why does she feel like this? Like she owes them somehow. This guilt is eating her up, her emotions about to choke her lungs and stop her breathing. The tight knot at the back of her throat and her stomach was beginning to feel more prominent. This was suffocating, standing just off the entrance to their gated home. And the fact she had already been in their home wasn't making it easier.

It had been hurtful, is she's being honest, when they invited her and her family for dinner. It felt like such a long time ago, yet it had only been three weeks.

It was hurtful because she was a witness to how their house was a home. She knew she wasn't needed in their relationship. She never felt like she would have fit in with them or with their careers or with the way they lived, not all those years ago and definitely not now.

But seeing valid proof of how she wasn't needed hurt, a lot. Walking into their home for the first time and seeing how in sync the seven were to each other was a slap to her face, a reality she knew but didn't have to acknowledge. Not until that day.

She knew she would have been an outcast in their relationship. That's why they never looked for her.

Why would they? When they have had each other through their training? Debuting? Growth? Achievements? Careers? Home? Love?

That's why she never, in this lifetime, or any other one, thought they would become interested in their soulmate, someone they had no recollection of and someone that was not a necessity for their happiness. She had seen first hand just how much they fit together. It was like breathing for them.

The pain of finally getting to see it so vivid in her mind.

So why?

How had everything turned out to this?

Why does she feel this worry? This guilt? She doesn't own them anything. They can't possibly be mad at her for protecting her secret.

This was her secret. A truth she was going to bear and seal away till the day she died.

So why?

Why would they try to find their soulmate after all this time? What do they want from her?

"Aila?"

Aila jumped at the voice. She sturned her gaze, landing on a tall male, baggy clothes around him.

"We ah.... We've been watching you standing outside. Wanted to make sure there wasn't anything wrong."

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