The Little Danger

Chapter 59: Hey girls!

ALORA

He is struggling to change my mind. I can see that. I can see him doing everything to not let me blame myself for what Domenico did to Betty.

A restlessness is still living inside me, which I can't ignore because even my heart is screaming guilty. Meanwhile, Enzo is doing everything possible to prevent my guilty mind from capturing my innocent heart. He is really protecting me. From my own mind.

Later that day, after my silent breakdown- I thought he would show me sympathy and I hated that thought because if there is one thing I dislike the most is that. But as I looked at the person, who was already staring at me, I found no sign of sympathy. Rather it was... what I saw in his eyes- they offered me some warm comfort in the freezing coldness of my heart.

The fact that he has always seen me in my vulnerable, yet, never for once had he looked at me with displeasure. Which makes me question the world that how could they name him heartless? When they never actually got a piece of his heart? How stupid of them.

And how lucky of me, I got a piece of his heart. So, now it's my time to give my heart to him.

Also, one thing got clear to me that that anonymous message wasn't sent by Domenico. He is not MARS. Someone else it is. Someone who informed me about Betty.

MARS.

Who is this person?

Also, the question remains is what was his purpose behind that helpful act? I don't believe that he chose to help me knowing that out of kindness, no- not at all. No unfamiliar pere will do something like this out of kindness and not because of any hidden motives. I know the world very well as well as the humans who live here.

Was he present there- at the club when it happened? Did he witness the psycho doing the worst to Betty? Could it be that he even noticed Domenico with the psycho?

So many questions about that unnamed person and no answer is coming in my head to join the dots about this matter.

A knock on my room door startled me and I sat straight on the bed.

"Yes. Come-"

Before I could have done giving permission, three pairs of eyes- warm and soft, landed on me.

"Good morning, good morning." Carlo flashed his one of the brightest smiles.

Galen entered and went straight to the window, then pulled aside the curtains and opened them. The sudden movement made me squeeze my eyes shut because of the refreshing sunlight coming from the window, lightning every corner of my room.

Then Max walked to my bed and said, "Morning from your favourite person, too." And wiggled his eyebrows.

"How long do you plan to stay in your room like a cocoon?"

Only then I realised that I was still laying on my bed- my entire body covered in sheets like a cocoon as Carlo said. I also realised that I was thinking about all those things without even getting up from bed.

Galen extended his hand to me. "Now get up." It's obvious they are acting strange. What is going on?

Though they are always nice to me, they truly care about me. However, the circumstances in which I am trapped, I can't unsee the changes in their behaviour towards me.

After I finished breakfast, I thought to call Betty and talk to her. I am still in the maze of guilt, regret, remorse, agony - whatever is bursting in my chest. I made her suffer... I am the reason she went through the horrible time.

How can I look at her face again and act like nothing happened?

"Hey, Alora!" I saw Carlo waving his hand. "Come join us." I walked over to them, finding Enzo there too.