MARIAN’S POV
It is one month since the ordeal took place and the events are still fresh in my mind. I have a large scar on my face to remind me of the hell Noah put me through.
I know you are all used to the idea of love being kind, love being patient, love being honest and so many god things but that is so hard to believe after the hell Noah made me face.
Noah really loved me and I am sure of that. What I don’t really understand is how it got to where it was now that he decided on killing me. Failed passion and love is deadly. One has to die and in that case, somebody died. I was involved in a love triangle that I created for myself and if I would be given a chance to go back in time then that is the first thing I was going to fix.
That night, when I heard a loud bang on the door, the
