Cursed To Be His Bride ✔️

Chapter Ten: Lisa

I looked for answers, but his eyes betrayed me, might just like him. I asked repeatedly where we were but he kept muttering something to himself.

He was pained and at the moment I could see right through him, but not enough to figure out his intentions.

I knew this would happen, something was bad but I didn’t expect it this soon.

As his gaze found mine, it pierced slowly into my sight. I could spot the hurt but was it because of me? What did I do? I didn’t even give myself a chance to feel guilty, I was already pained enough.

The vibrations in the water reached closer to our boat. A zigzag course was forming in the lake as we lowered our stare. I felt my heart skipping a beat and then Jenna came over my shoulder.

Edward's jaw clenched together and with a sudden jerk his cold palm rested on my knuckle, grasping it in a firmed clutch.

He swallowed a deep breath.

The tiny drops were flickering out above like that of a flame and then the sight was clear. About fifties of fishes were circling round our boat as we approached to the nearest land. It was at once a peculiar and stunning sight.

Edward sighed out of relief as if a burden was lifted off his shoulders. He perceived me again through his dark eyes that seemed to be lost in the moment.

I didn't realize it myself before he pulled away his hand and I blushed lightly beneath my lashes. Why did he make me feel like that?

I hoped it was as easy to find an answer in this world as to come up with a question.

"That's unusual." Aman admitted.

He docked the boat at the edge of the land. He led out a supportive hand as I perched my feet on the thin pathway and approached the ground leisurely.

I didn’t wait for them to follow and continued to wander about myself.

I needed to clear my head and get some fresh air that wasn’t laced with his delicious scent—oh! I’d turned into a girl that was always so needy. What had he done to me? He’d ruined me!

I hated it, this feeling of knowingness, unaware and yet somewhat aware of the person standing in front of me.

I kept walking and walking all the while complaining inside my head, not giving a second thought to my surroundings.

All the beauty somehow got replaced with the displeasing vibes released from the chaos of my mind.

I wished the lysosomes in the cells inside my brain would add an extra curricular of eating up the thoughts that made me weary as well in their routine.

That would save me a lot of trouble and tiredness that I recently had been enduring.

He was a liar, murderer, betrayer, backstabber and a monster. I knew about his darkest secret but that didn't propel me away from him nor sent shivers down my spine.

Yes, I was shocked as if such things could exist but I was never disgusted by him. Not even while holding that blood bag. It was clear as a day the image it was referring to and surely Edward didn’t deny it in any way.

Nevertheless, he didn’t agree with me either. I saw his face when Aman was telling us about vampires and boy did he look furious!

It must be hard being the captivator of the crowd that hated him so much and at once were awed by his beauty and inhuman capabilities.

Not to mention the nauseating gossips.

But even then I couldn’t disgust him. It was like I had to like him. My mind was kept forcing the ideas of an eager woman in my thoughts. I wanted to fight the intrusion but the ideas were a huge amount to deal with and I was alone.