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Chapter Twenty-one

Whimpers, more whimpers. Kayla draped a hand over her forehead, the other squeezing the sheet, writhing. Where in God's name did the headache come from? A strong dizziness accompanied the ache, even. She popped in pain pills and went back in the bed, not minding her work hours drew closer.The ache was yet to abate when reality dawned on her. Her eyes roamed about, she tried to untangle the knots in last night's memory. How did she get to her bedroom, change to her nightwear and sleep off? Those pale stalkers in the supermarket… they followed her to the lot, where she entered her car and drove off. What happened next? Maybe she shook them off. Even if she lost them, what happened after she got into her car?She knew nothing that happened last night, but at least she knew that the piano blaring in the house infuriated her! That imposter was playing Clinton's song again! She squeezed the sheet and growled, trying to repress the rage that sooner sent her storming to the living room. She
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Chapter Twenty-two

Days ticked past since the preparations for Calvin Gio’s case began. These days had felt peaceful for Kayla as she'd been in sync with Corey. Corey sometimes shared new ideas with her when they hung out. Kayla was supposed to be happy spending time with Corey, instead being near Corey felt inappropriate, and she hoped to stop. She tried to avoid him, but he kept coming. For guilt’s sake, she couldn't resist him.Each time she discussed Corey with Nora, Nora who despised Corey would say she rather stayed away from him just so she avoided punishment, and their hanging out would get people talking. Who cared? Kayla would sooner be punished than to hurt another friend of hers. Uh-uh, that wasn't the truth, was it?The answer was ‘no’ the moment she stepped out of the car and found Anthony in the balcony, his eyes drilling into hers. That pair of shimmering sky-blue eyes told her she was up for a big grill. Someone else dropped her off, seeing that her car broke down. To exacerbate matters
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Chapter Twenty-three

Monica Smithfield’s last hearing would come about tomorrow. Kayla would finally say goodbye to the days of seeing Alfred Seong-Hun in court —days of Alfred giving her cruel smirks each time their eyes met —days of Madison yelling in every end of the day. The days of seeing Dominic everywhere she looked, too.Kayla was in her bedroom study, playing these days in her mind, tapping her pen on the table. She hadn't struggled for concentration like she was doing then, she drowned in thoughts about Anthony's health and whereabouts. After the night she found him on the couch, three days had rolled past without a trace of him. Where on earth was he? Callous when she asked him said Anthony travelled to Honolulu for business, and would be back at anytime. Anytime was uncertain.While Anthony would return at anytime, she'd be in the cinema with Corey, chilling out as she prepared for tomorrow. To reduce suspicion, Kayla tagged her extrovert friend Imani along. Corey agreed that Imani joined them
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Chapter Twenty-four

“Erasing Kayla's memory wouldn't stop her from figuring you out, Anthony. Kayla's curiosity is like her disease, one day she'd get to know about you still,” Dominic said immediately they got into a large room there in NHO, reserved specially for Anthony.Anthony leaned his hands on a table, breathing heavily. The pain over intensified when he hadn't even gotten the bullet out. “Her curiosity is like a disease, that's why I mustn't let her suspect a thing,” he panted. He pulled his shirt and leaned forward on the table. It was time to get the bullet out, a painful moment he'd only experienced once, when he hadn't started dying. Shutting his eyes, he sucked in a deep breath and expelled it.“I’d sit on the floor if I were you,” Dominic said, knowing the idea of standing while pulling out a bullet wasn't good. He watched how Anthony's breath gradually began to roughen, it was difficult for the dying hybrid. “While you do that, I'd prepare the neutralizers and your medications.” He walked
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Chapter Twenty-five

Whimpers, sobs, repeated soft cries. Kayla perched a hand on her forehead, the headache was unbearable. She wriggled under the bed covers, squeezing the duvet. This headache again! What was that loud beeping blowing up her brain? She pawed the nightstand and reached for her phone to stop the alarm but froze when she realized the alarm was reminding her of the court hearing. She turned off the alarm.“Shit!” she cussed. 120 missed calls, sixty from Nora. How bad of a sleeper was she that she didn't hear the phone ring? Her mouth went agape… it was 7:49, meanwhile the hearing was at nine.Kayla sprang up but fell back and groaned, soothing her head and whimpering. Her movement worsened the headache. Moving was an obstacle she pushed through to snap in some painkiller. The morning was a rush, she managed the pain and took a shower. Anthony hadn't erased a person's memory before, Kayla was his first. Moreover, he wasn't healthy during the process, which he thought could harm her. He had
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Chapter Twenty-six

It was another session with Spencer in Anthony's study. Anthony studied Spencer's silence and unpleasant expression, Spencer had terrible news. More than anything, Anthony expected unnerving news. “How many percent of my human body do I have left, Spencer?” “You have 24%, and five months to live starting tomorrow being the month of June.” Anthony went rigid. Could that keep him until the day he'd kill Marcus? “HIS and HIC work perfectly to keep your powers at bay. Moreover, your current dosage is the highest you can go. We'd blame the fairy for your health degeneration, wouldn't we?” Of course, evident in the way his beast and the stupid part dominated him when it came to matters concerning her. Especially the days he fought the urge to drain her, protecting her. Anthony found it necessary opening up to Spencer about the cause of the medication's failure, perhaps Spencer could have some solutions as to what he'd do to control the beast functions.“Being around Kayla triggers my urge
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Chapter Twenty-seven

Kayla curled over in the seat and pulled her oversized knitted cardigan around her. It was freezing. It felt like her blood iced over. Anthony wouldn't turn off the air conditioners. She tumbled to reality, her eyelids fluttering but her eyes not turning open. She was swinging; the cold felt natural than artificial. Her eyes flipped open and she took in her surrounding. It took her wee seconds to realize what was going on, still the situation was vague. She fetched her phone from the table. It was 10:39. Jeez, how did she sleep all the way from two o'clock to ten? She released a breath, she couldn't think of how she slept until night.She retreated to her bedroom after she finished in the kitchen. Without breaking strides, she threw the diaries and albums on the sofa, pulled her cardigan while walking to the bathroom to ease herself, and threw it on the sofa. She examined herself in the mirror soon as she reached. Her head ached slightly. Then she sighed. Tomorrow would begin her tou
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Chapter Twenty-eight

The new month started off with a thousand wishes. Sonia, who just returned from Paris with her family, last night requested over the phone that Kayla joined her in a Pilates Program in her new friend’s Pilates studio. Sonia claimed her request was so that Kayla stayed fit for Anthony. If it were about Anthony, Kayla would rather let her hips sag to the floor; as going to the Pilates studio meant she’d give him some space, she agreed.The thought of being subservient to Anthony for the entire month of June troubled Kayla’s mind. What could make her break the rules? If being around Corey could, then that’d be a tremendous problem. These thoughts stole her focus during the Pilates class. The female instructor often wrenched her out of the trance each time she lost focus, guiding her through the Mat Pilates. Kayla followed instructions but got zoned out each time the instructor finished with her. Her mind went farflung until she stopped hearing Sonia, who was on the Pilates mat next to he
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Chapter Twenty-nine

There had been no sign of Anthony since Kayla returned home in the evening. Although she was certain that he might be in his bedroom. The disturbing thoughts didn’t stop to linger — while having dinner, while in the shower, and there she was in her study with diverted focus. Kayla stood up and paced, frustrated. She scratched her hair, disheveling it, then kept her hands akimbo as she paced. It wasn’t supposed to be. It was strange how she worried herself sick because of an enemy. To her surprise, she couldn’t fight the feelings of sympathy toward him?Kayla submitted to the impulse that drove her to check on him and hurried towards Anthony’s bedroom, only to halt at the door when she realized she couldn’t input the biometric lock. Supposing she knew the pin, would she have walked into his room to see him? No, she shook her head. He was an enemy for Christ’s sake. She stepped back to her bedroom, forcing down the hesitation that nearly made her wait at Anthony’s door.Kayla turned ove
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Chapter Thirty

“Dr. Spencer, I need you to quit smiling and tell me what calls for the sudden session today?” Spencer suddenly gave him a Skype call there in his office, distracting him from his work. The old doctor had been smiling since he picked the call, and it was pissing Anthony off, yet he remained in his calm. “Get your skates on, Spencer, I’ve got an appointment by twelve.”“Have you gone through the mails I sent you last night?” “I’m too busy to go through my private email, so it’s clear I didn’t. What about it?”“It was your father’s research book, which I sent you. And the good news is… we found the cure at last.” Spencer gave a big grin.Anthony froze, gazing at Spencer. Did he hear Spencer correctly? Or was this a dream? It was sudden, unexpected, and unbelievable. He wasn’t sure whether to be glad or full of questions. He hadn’t dreamed for four years. Was his first dream after four years aiming to prank him with his longings? He tilted his head down questioningly, his brow raised. “
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