CHARLOTTE'S POVThe look on Rose's face told me that she was thinking just what I was thinking. I didn't care how Caleb got the video, or why he decided to sell Owen out like this.All I cared about was why he did it.“It looked like he was drunk here… see? He's staggering.” Rose observed and she was right.“If he was drunk, then it really wasn't his fault-”“Are you taking his side now? Why would he drink and drive in the first place? Even if he was drunk, he could have helped them out! But no, he left them and drove away. Can't you see?” I almost yelled at her and she let out a sigh.“I don't know, Char. I think there's more to this than we see. Owen is not that reckless.” She was clearly defending him and it totally pissed me off.“You know what, keep defending him. It's not your parents he killed but mine. That's why you can talk like this.”I knew what I said wasn't right, and the hurt expression on her face confirmed it but I was too angry to think.“Charlotte, your parents were
OWEN'S POVI tossed and turned in unease as I pondered on Charlotte's behavior earlier today. She was obviously very mad at me but I can't seem to think of what I did wrong. It felt extremely lonely without her.I considered going to Ethan's place to bring her back home but the way she looked at me, like she never wanted to see me again, made my heart sink in fear.We were supposed to go on a romantic date tonight. I sighed as I stared at the clock that read: 12:34 AM. I wonder how she is right now. I should probably give her a call.I picked up my phone on the table stand and just before I tapped the dial button, I realized that she might be asleep. I let out a frustrated groan as I placed the phone back on the table.I can't even last a night without her, I have to go get her once it gets bright. I don't care how mad she is at me, we'll talk it out. I took my phone and stared at her smiling face on the screen of my phone.I didn't realize when my eyes drifted close and I fell asleep
CHARLOTTE'S POVThe look of shock on his face and the way color drained from his face made me realize that I was right. He was the one that killed my parents. My husband was a murderer.“Cupcake, I-”“Don't call me that! You murdered my parents! You made my life miserable! It's all your fault!” I screamed at him and he shook his head as he approached me.“You're getting it all wrong, it wasn't-”“What, you're gonna deny it now? You're gonna say it was edited, that you were framed? That was you, Owen! You can't fool me!” I yelled louder and he held my hand as he pulled me to him.“Don't touch me, you murderer! Let me go!” I struggled to get out of his grip but he wouldn't let me go.I started to pound on his chest as tears fell like torrents from my eyes but he still wouldn't let me go. What if he hurts me too?“Let me go! Are you gonna kill me too?” I yelled, and he stiffened before his arms loosened around me, and he stepped back.“You really see me as a murderer?” He asked, hurt evi
CHARLOTTE'S POVMy body felt heavy as I slowly gained consciousness and I opened my eyes. Darkness filled my vision and I realized that I was blindfolded. Not just blindfolded but also gagged.I let out a soft groan as I tried to move my arms and legs but I couldn't. I was tied tightly to a chair and I couldn't move a single muscle. It felt like blood wasn't flowing as it should inside me.“Boss, she's finally awake.” I heard someone say and I held my breath when I heard footsteps approach me.“You're awake, cupcake.” I heard the person say and I frowned as I recognized the voice. Could it be…The blindfold was ripped off my face and I blinked rapidly to adjust to the light in the room. My heart dropped when I realized that I was right. It was him.“Surprised to see me again, Cupcake?” He asked with a smug smirk and I mumbled against the piece of the clothing wrapped around my mouth.He pulled off the clothing from my mouth and I let out a sigh of relief as I widened my mouth to relie
CHARLOTTE'S POVI was losing blood rapidly and I knew it. My vision started getting hazy but I tried my best to stay awake. I didn’t know what this psycho would do to me the moment I got unconscious.“Should I give you a cut on your face too? No, that'd damage your beauty.” He said to himself as he paced in front of me, a calculative and thoughtful expression on his face.I immediately shook my head in response. Please, don't use that thing on me again, especially not on my face, I pleaded inside of me.“But then… If I applied a few scars on your face, Owen would no longer find you attractive and he'd abandon you because you'd be ugly. That way, I'll have you all to myself. Isn't that a great idea?” He turned to look at me as he pointed the knife to my face.“Michael, please, you can't do this!” I yelled and he laughed out loud.“Yes, I can!” He shouted at the top of his voice as he moved the knife to my face and I flinched in horror. Just as the knife touched my face, a figure walked
OWEN'S POVI watched as Charlotte played with her hands while she waited for my response. What was I supposed to tell her?No, I don't resent you because I'm stupidly in love.Or yes, I resent you because you couldn't trust me.I let out a sigh as I rubbed my hand over my face and focused on the road.“If I say yes, will you stop asking questions?” I asked and she hesitated for a while before shaking her head.“And, if I say no, will you stop?” I asked again and she paused for a while before nodding slowly.“Then, no. I don't resent you.” I replied, my gaze fixed on the road and I could see from the corner of my eye that her face fell.“Did you say that so that I could stop asking questions?” She asked softly as she gazed at me and I sighed, not bothering to give her an answer.Was I mad at her? Yes. But I wasn't mad because she called me a murderer. Anyone in her shoes would have done the same thing. Maybe even worse.“I don't resent you, Charlotte. I'm not saying to make you stop ta
CHARLOTTE'S POVThe pain was horrifying.The knife tore through my skin, and I shut my eyes tight in pain, but I refused to let out a sound. I couldn't give him the pleasure of seeing me in pain. The only person I ever want to show my weak side is Owen.“Stop trying to hold those cries in, sugar. No one's coming to save you. You're mine now.” He purred as he brought the knife closer to my face and just before it made contact with my face, my eyes flew open.It was a freaking nightmare.I looked around and saw Owen standing in front of my bed. My eyes lit up at the sight of him but when I heard his words, my heart broke.“…I will kill him, Ethan. I promise I will destroy that man. I would make him pay for every bit of pain he made my wife go through.”I knew he was serious about his words. Owen never makes a promise that he would never fulfill.I once called him a murderer and now he wants to become a murderer because of me.When he saw that I was awake, the joy on his face couldn't be
OWEN'S POV“Here's what happened. It was Caleb's get-together party with his friends and he insisted that I must go. I was never the party type so I refused but he persuaded me so much that I had no choice but to give in.”“It was hosted at a large hotel and it was bubbly. I wasn't interested so I sat in a secluded corner while others had fun.”“So you're saying you were a nerd?” Charlotte asked as she tilted her head and I chuckled as I sucked in a sharp breath.“You could say that. Anyway, I ordered a drink so that I wouldn't look stupid and somehow my drink got spiked. Some dumb girl wanted to have what wasn't hers, you know what I mean right?”She tapped her finger on her chin like she was thinking of something difficult before she eyed me.“She wanted to sleep with you, am I right? See what I said? Everyone wants you for themselves.” She mumbled and a pout formed on her lips as she pulled her hands away from mine.“That was over a year ago! Are you- are you jealous right now?” I