Elena's POV
We sat there, close to each other but our hearts were far apart. We wanted the same thing, but this time it wasn't something to rejoice about.
No... I didn't want it... I didn't want Noah.
He was never mine, to begin with.
No.
What I wanted was to be able to finish my goddamn mission. To be back on top as one of the best con artists in the country.
Yes, I was greedy... I didn't give two f***s about people and what they wanted. That was how I wanted the people close to me to remember me.
That way it would hurt less since they would all hate me.
But I had a feeling Noah's case was going to be different.
Before I had planned on vanishing without a trace, but now... If I did that, Noah would investigate and find Layla out... That's if she didn't go meet him hersel
