chapter one
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1yr Before my abduction
“You are the most boring person I've ever met Irene porter”
I threw a split glance at the girl.
In Front of my desk, my best friend had her hands on her hips, huffing out an annoyed breath.
“River just a sec am almost done….” I furiously scribbled in my note book resulting in unintelligent penmanship that will be of no use later when I review it.
But still… I had to finish at least this much before I went for lunch.
“Know why it is called homework? Do it when you get home. Come on!”
She pulled me by my elbow causing my pen to slip.
“Alright, l’m up! I’m up!” I flipped my notebook closed and neatly returned it into my hermes backpack.
I stood up looking at her in defeat.
Maybe telling me these things made her feel better.
She was devouring the food and somehow, her earlier mood shifted to le as I picked on mine.
Things were going around in my head.
“Do you think……” I started and she stopped mid chew.
Rivers swallowed, taking the wineglass and pointing it to me. “Do I think?”
“Do you think you’ll like him?” In my own words, my cheeks coloured In embarrassment.
Her face soured as if my question was the most ridiculous thing she's heard.
I waved a hand to her face, “Don't answer that. Nevermind”. Pairing it with an awkward laugh.
We finished eating and I gave the card to that waiter.
Rivers was Obviously in a better mood now and was humming as we strode out of the place.
“Shoot! I forgot something,”.
Rivers ran back inside as I was left on the sidewalk.
I followed her with my eyes until she went inside.
She was always like this, always forgetting things and I shook my head.
My gaze traveled up the building.
The place was a hôtel-restaurant, the first floor being the restaurant. Which reminded me, I pulled out my iphone out of my bag and dialed my driver number.
“Hello, Rob? I’m outside —”
Someone slammed against my side And u crashed to the floor on my elbow and right hip.
My iphone skittered across the pavement. I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings, my weight on one high-heeled foot.
There is no way I could've myself and I took that fall hard and skidded even a few inches.
Pain shot up from where I landed on the hard ground.
My teeth clicked together upon impact .
I heard a curse. A string of them, as a guy, presumably the one who slammed into me, halted in front of me in obvious annoyance. Expensive Italian loafers came into my sight.
“Would you look at where you’re going?! Get up!” He said rather harshly
“O-Ouch….” I couldn't think past the pain
On my side. I couldn't get up either, at least not for a minute as I gathered my spinning sight.
My eyes squeezed shut as I tried to breathe through my nose.
And that earned me a string of profanities before I felt a hand on my arm, and another on my hip, as the man had my hands slipping around his neck and hauled le upwards .
My eyes flew open at the touch.
Only to meet the angry stare of a stranger.
Back then, I still didn't know who he was. I had no idea. But I had known that moment wouldn't be the last time we crossed paths, I would've never gone there. I would have tried to change fate. Because in the future as I would know, I wish we never met. Repeatedly.
Chapter 2
Even in my disoriented state, the shockingly silver eye color got me.
And of all things I could process at that moment, my senses registered the smell.
His scent in particular. It was something that reminded me of crushed mint and ice underset by musk perfume.
But before I could look at his whole face, there was a distinct click before a flash of light.
I froze, that was a camera and Didn't take a genius to know who those people would be.
The heavy footsteps were approaching.
“Jake, is that the person you were to meet at this hotel?”
“Mr Montgomery—”
“Hell”
Reporters, what rotten luck do I have lord,
I tried to calm down but my heartbeat spiked automatically.
My body had gone cold, and though I tired to will it away, the memories were already coming back.
It was freshman year, just outside the school gates. Of all the times my driver should be late.
I will never forget that reporter's face….
“Ms porter? Irene Porter !”
He came out of nowhere. One moment I was standing alone the next moment he was in my face.
“Is it true that you had caused a bright scholar to lose her scholarship here in LCA?” The continuous clicking of the camera he shoved it into my face continued.
“Her name is paige smith”
I was taught never to entertain the media.
It was one of our golden rules.
But as I moved to turn away from the man, he grabbed my arm and whirled me back to face him.1yr Before my abduction
“You are the most boring person I've ever met Irene porter”
I threw a split glance at the girl.
In Front of my desk, my best friend had her hands on her hips, huffing out an annoyed breath.
“River just a sec am almost done….” I furiously scribbled in my note book resulting in unintelligent penmanship that will be of no use later when I review it.
But still… I had to finish at least this much before I went for lunch.
“Know why it is called homework? Do it when you get home. Come on!”
She pulled me by my elbow causing my pen to slip.
“Alright, l’m up! I’m up!” I flipped my notebook closed and neatly returned it into my hermes backpack.
I stood up looking at her in defeat.
Maybe telling me these things made her feel better.
She was devouring the food and somehow, her earlier mood shifted to le as I picked on mine.
Things were going around in my head.
“Do you think……” I started and she stopped mid chew.
Rivers swallowed, taking the wineglass and pointing it to me. “Do I think?”
“Do you think you’ll like him?” In my own words, my cheeks coloured In embarrassment.
Her face soured as if my question was the most ridiculous thing she's heard.
I waved a hand to her face, “Don't answer that. Nevermind”. Pairing it with an awkward laugh.
We finished eating and I gave the card to that waiter.
Rivers was Obviously in a better mood now and was humming as we strode out of the place.
“Shoot! I forgot something,”.
Rivers ran back inside as I was left on the sidewalk.
I followed her with my eyes until she went inside.
She was always like this, always forgetting things and I shook my head.
My gaze traveled up the building.
The place was a hôtel-restaurant, the first floor being the restaurant. Which reminded me, I pulled out my iphone out of my bag and dialed my driver number.
“Hello, Rob? I’m outside —”
Someone slammed against my side And u crashed to the floor on my elbow and right hip.
My iphone skittered across the pavement. I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings, my weight on one high-heeled foot.
There is no way I could've myself and I took that fall hard and skidded even a few inches.
Pain shot up from where I landed on the hard ground.
My teeth clicked together upon impact .
I heard a curse. A string of them, as a guy, presumably the one who slammed into me, halted in front of me in obvious annoyance. Expensive Italian loafers came into my sight.
“Would you look at where you’re going?! Get up!” He said rather harshly
“O-Ouch….” I couldn't think past the pain
On my side. I couldn't get up either, at least not for a minute as I gathered my spinning sight.
My eyes squeezed shut as I tried to breathe through my nose.
And that earned me a string of profanities before I felt a hand on my arm, and another on my hip, as the man had my hands slipping around his neck and hauled le upwards .
My eyes flew open at the touch.
Only to meet the angry stare of a stranger.
Back then, I still didn't know who he was. I had no idea. But I had known that moment wouldn't be the last time we crossed paths, I would've never gone there. I would have tried to change fate. Because in the future as I would know, I wish we never met. Repeatedly.
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