All Chapters of The bride of the Egos': Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Mira's POV.  I couldn't help but have a feeling of deja vu. Just a while ago, I was undoubtedly happy, for a reason I couldn't make sense out of, I wondered why getting married to a man who was not my husband made me happy, something in me leaped for joy, I felt like I wanted to be with him, I was beyond doubt happy to hear their suggestion, but then I felt like something would go wrong if we get married, I couldn't make sense of why I felt that way but I can tell this feeling wasn't a good one. How strange. Everything was going fast. Ethan was at first against the idea, of course he believed that we would one day return back to his father especially since he was going to have a sibling soon, seeing how his father was risking a lot to protect him in the pretense of neglecting him, he was bound to side with his father, and I did too, but

I sat down on a chair, waiting for her to awake, its effects should die off soon and I would be bound to explain myself, but I was prepared for that much. Slowly she woke up, looking around only for her to realize where she was, I began to take back every word I said about being prepared to face her. I couldn't speak as our eyes met and only shrink in fear, of course the first attempt she made was to try to reach out and then she finally realized what was going on.  She looked at the rope and then her hand and then me. During her long nap I had tied her hands with a rope and then tied the rope behind the chair, so she couldn't move. She struggled and when she came to a realization that she couldn't break free she yelled. "What is this?"        At that very moment I lost my words and panicked. "

It was a peaceful walk in the park and it was perfect. All I wanted was to make her happy so that she forgets that there was once a time. I took a seat on the bench while she helped herself to get whatever she wanted, constantly waving back at me when she had the chance, and I constantly smiling and waving back at her, but that wasn't why I wanted to come out, he was. "It's not going to work Emerald, you can't cheat death. She's gonna die, whether you like it or not. Haven't you wondered, why she was alive in the first place." Right next to me was someone who was without a doubt powerful to an extent, the problem is he's been sticking to me a lot lately and only I could see him, the being responsible for the illusions in my head, and the only one who had answered my questions. The Deal maker. "Aren't you curious, the woman you love so much is right before your eyes, not just that but you also met her brother, doesn't that even bother you, don't you re

The brothers, as inseparable as they were, grew with love from their mother and with assistance of their adopted father which was I. Wherever one went, the other followed without worry. Thomans as he was called, never left the arms of his brother. Ethan carried his brother everywhere without letting anyone else touch or hold him, I began to see light in Ethan's eyes as he guarded and treated his brother like an egg, however, some fate could not be changed.  I began to notice some strange behaviour from Ethan, and I guess Mira had noticed it too. The child was distancing himself as he grew. At the age of 9, Ethan who was mad but a single friend who was the son of the principal had started sleeping over at his place. I didn't mind his actions, he was growing and had just made a friend so it was natural to value that friend. At age 10. Eth

 The sound of raindrops on the grass, leaves and muddy grounds and more could be heard. The fingers of a hand that shot of from the carriage which had broken to pieces began to twitch. The fingers slowly got strength and dragged themselves in. Bam!!!There was a loud noise as the head of a teenager popped up. With hood dripping down his face, Malicay crawling on his knees made his way out to the open. He could hear a faint voice calling out his name. "Mal. Mal." Without hesitation the boy who was still yet to gather strength rushed towards the hand that reached out to him. He could only see the eyes of the woman he called mother. With his hands, he pushed the wood and metals away until he had been able to take it off her face and waist. Tears dropped down her face, even as the rain heavily poured.