Oh shit.

Oh god.

My stupid brain.

I am going to kill it.

Who forgets such things?

I am going to die from amnesia.

No, no, no.

I wasted it.

UGGH.

Why am I so dumb?

God kill me already.

What should I do?

My malfunctioned memory card in my brain is as good as my cooking skills.

But why?

Oh no.

"Are you fucking insane?" Ace shouted from the front door as he stopped to look at me.

"What?"

"Why the hell are you jumping on the bed and pulling your hair like a maniac?" He asked frowning.

"Huh? Oh. Can you believe it? Can you fucking believe it?" I asked throwing my head in my hands.

"What? That you are mad? Oh I know that already. Something new?" He asked making an innocent face.

"Shut up. I am saying that can you believe that I forgot to ask you a question yesterday? I forgot. You asked me about dancing but I forgot about asking you." I said whining.

He just looked at me and was contemplating what to say but then I guess he thought that it was better that he didn't as he shook his head and continued to walk away while muttering-

"This girl will make me go mad someday."

"Hey! I heard you Mr. Apathetic !" I shouted behind him.

"You were supposed to." He said and before I could say something he was out of sight. Yeah out of sight but not out of mind. I am going to ask him two questions today. I won't let my precious question go waste. But before I could do anything Ace came back again, retracing his path and stood in front of me - glaring at me.

"What did you just call me? Mr. Apathetic- what?" He asked confusingly.

Oh god. Did he notice that just now? I am officially screwed today. What the hell did I do to start my day so nicely?

"Cat got your tongue?" He asked smirking.

"No, a demon got my tongue." I said sassily.

"I am sure as hell that the demon is me. Now back to the question. What -" He was cut off by the ringing phone. He looked at me for a second and then took out his phone, answering it.

"What the fuck happened now, Caleb?" He barked on the phone and I felt utterly sorry for the person on the other side of the phone. Poor soul, getting barked upon by the angry devil.

"I don't need to listen to the bull shit, do you understand? I want it done. Now." He said angrily and then hung the phone before the other side could reply.

Though I don't think that the Caleb person would have the audacity to reply to Mr. Apathetic after the barking session he got. Again, it's not his fault. He wouldn't have started working for him if he knew how much of Mr. Apathetic is Ace. I will surely relate to him and we would go along well if we ever met, I think. The two victims of the notorious devil. Ace Parker.

Bright side?

I guess Ace forgot about the beautiful name I gave him!!! Victory for today!

Before I could say or comment anything, Ace said jerkily - "If you don't have something which could get rid of this massive headache I have then I warn you, don't you dare mess with me right now."

How did he know I was going to say something?

Predictable much?

"You know what I think I know what you need for 'the massive headache' that you have. Wait. I am gonna show you what it is like. My mother used to do this when I was hell bent on acting like crazy - which was like everyday of the week." I said and absent mindedly dragged him to sit on the edge of the bed, to which he protested by the way but I have a strong grip, and stood on my knees on the bed so that I was high enough to touch Ace's head. I then ran my hand through his soft and silky tresses which was very satisfying, I really don't know why. I blabbered about my craziness as I continued pulling his hair softly and running my hair to straighten them every time I messed them up. I don't know how long it took me before I realized what I was doing. And then?

I froze. I then jerked my hand away from him as I finally stood up on my feet and stared at Ace's head.

"Oh...uh...I am so so sorry..I didn't know what I was doing..I really didn't want to make you uncomfortable..I was...It was a mistake I didn't-" But I was cut in between my stuttering by a set of most shocking words I have ever heard in my life.

"Repeat you mistake." He said calmly and I was shocked. No I was astonished. No I was dumbfound. No I was confounded. No-

You know what, I was the-most-superlative-degree-of-surprised.

"Sorry, what?" I asked dazed.

"Do it again." He said little more loudly.

I can't believe I just said that.

I was as surprised as she was. I don't know why but it felt oddly satisfying and peaceful when her hands ran through my hair. I don't care whether it was massage or whatever. It felt good. And it definitely was helping my headache.

"Uhh..okay..sure." She stuttered and resumed her caressing and massaging. But why was she so quiet?

Why do you care? You hate her talks anyways.. My inner self said.

I ignored it and said "Devil got you tongue."

That did the job. She started blabbering again about how she and Jessica pranked a lady in thirties just because Jessica didn't like her lipstick color.

I laughed internally at their stupidity, but didn't say anything. Eva has this habit of stuttering whenever she is nervous or when she doesn't know what to say. And yeah sometime just for time pass. She is really one hell of a person.

It has been almost 6 months with her and I can't really decide if marrying her was a good choice of not. Maybe I was wrong? Maybe she isn't who I thought she would be. I don't know what I think about her or what she thinks about me. I have been living with her since months and I can't help but think that maybe she is not some gold digger, selfish, stupid, vindictive and money-driven woman I thought she was. Maybe I made a mistake...Maybe it doesn't -

Okay. Fine.

I know things are different. Ever since our visit to Virginia I am beginning to think that what I did was wrong. I shouldn't have treated her like a trash. She doesn't deserve it. But then the reality hits me and I can't defend her anymore as the facts make holes in the little bit of trust that I have on Eva. One second she is this girl who is the most innocent person I have ever met but the very next second she becomes the one that I have hated the most of my life.

But when I am with her, when I listen to her talks, when I spend time with her I can't help but see how beautiful she-

I really need to stop now.

But of course it is no big secret that she is beautiful. Yesterday night was a big example of it, she was easily the most beautiful woman in the whole ball room and every man was gawking at her, including that jerk. What was his name? Darcy? I don't even know why she was calling him that.

And how could I forget that night in The Bahamas on the beach. She looked damn hot in the red bralette which showed her curves and the shorts which covered just enough, revealing her slender legs which were not so long due to her height, but were perfect. And the almost kiss?

I don't even know what I was thinking. I saw something in Eva's eyes that I had never seen before for me - admiration. It was like she wanted to just freeze the moment, her eyes never left mine as she held our gaze - never blinking once. She leaned forward and I couldn't but do that too. We were so close that day, and I was so close to disrupting my plan and violating the rule that I made - No touching and no strings attached.

I don't even know if I was thankful to the man who brought us to earth or I was frustrated that I didn't get to kiss her. I still don't know.

And the night in Virginia?

I saw a different side of her. She was vulnerable. Very vulnerable. It was almost as if it was the day when I threatened her about that boy-what was his name? Aaron, I guess. I still don't know who he is. There was nothing in the records which stated about his relationship with Eva. So I thought it might be some random friend she had in the orphanage. But seeing her so desperate that she agreed to marry me for him, I felt guilty for using him. I will ask her about him, in the one question one day thing. The whole idea of it is idiotic but then, I can't help but be curious to know about her.

That day when she told me about her mother, I knew she was holding something back. I could tell that by her face. She wasn't lying but she was also not telling me everything that happened that night with her mother. But I didn't push it because she also knew that I was not telling her everything but she didn't bug me for it.

I have gotten to know her quite a lot in these 'honeymoon trip'. I really didn't know she danced. I never guessed it. But I could see the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about about dancing. She really seemed passionate about it. But I guess the grief was too much and I could totally understand it.

I really wanted to know about her bastard father but I didn't know if it was okay to do it. I was really-

I was cut off from my chain of thoughts by something falling on my head. What?

I stayed still and took my hands upwards to feel what was there and I came in contact with her caramel hair. Did she just-

Oh my god. This girl.

No wonder the talking/blabbering stopped.

I carefully held her and then stood up from the bed, turning around to face her as her head now rested on my shoulder and I supported her body by picking her up in bridal style. I carefully carried her to her side of bed as she snored softly. I placed her on the bed and tucked her carefully in the sheets. She doesn't even sleep on the bed. She prefers sleeping on the couch as she think - I quote her - "I know what funny-cunny things you are capable of, Ace Parker".

Funny-cunny? Is that even a real word?

I watched her as she slept soundly. How can someone be massaging and blabbering one second and go to sleep the other second? Is that even humanly possible?

I shake my head thinking about her and leave the room, leaving her sleeping on the bed without giving a damn about the world around.

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"Why is this so damn beautiful?" Eva said for the fifth time in the last two minutes.

"Have you been here for the first time?" I asked Eva, even though I had guessed the answer.

"Of course. I had never been out of Virginia or the city that we live in." She said embarrassed.

I nodded and looked ahead at the clouds surrounding us and the miniature size houses down below. The Christ the redeemer has its own charm, the tourist attraction around just magnifies it; making it beautiful.

"Come on. Let's take a selfie." Eva said looking at me with puppy eyes as she kept her phone camera ready. Before I could deny it, she jumped like a child and slung her one arm around me as her other hand clicked on the screen to capture our photo. It was unexpected and thus it explained why I was looking at Eva(who was busy smiling toothily looking at the camera) like she was a ghost or something. Yeah, I looked incredibly hilarious.

But before I could glare at her or something, she was ready to click another picture. But she groaned after seeing the previous picture.

"This isn't working. Let me put on the timer" She said as she put the time on the phone camera and no, I wasn't able to run away from her because she was almost wrapped around me - but she was too busy to realize it.

"Okay. Timer is put for 10 seconds." She said and clicked so that the timer started. She then confounded me by jumping once again to reach my height and using her fingers of her free hand to force a smile on my face but as soon as she was about to land on the ground, she tripped and before I know it - she was in my arms as I held onto her by her petite waist. And that very second the photo was clicked as the shutter was heard and we seemed to realize our position. Eva's eyes widened as she quickly tried to stand on her feet while I looked anywhere but her. She laughed trying to decrease the awkwardness and said "I think it's better to click someone else's photo than using a selfie."

She then came back to her true self, as she forgot or pretended to forget the awkwardness as she started clicking my photos. I glared at her, I looked at her confusingly, then angrily and then in disbelief and then I realized - I was just giving her new expressions to click. So I just ignored and looked at the scene around. Accepting her defeat, Eva also kept aside her phone and came beside me to watch the view, but only after clicking some more pictures of god knows what.

We were standing in the corner of the terrace of the Christ the redeemer statue and fortunately the place was not crowded. I took it as an opportunity to ask Eva about Aaron.

"Who is Aaron?" I asked hesitantly. I don't know why am I so curious to know about her. I mean being curious about her past is one thing but I think this is not it. I don't want to admit but I can't help but say that the more I find about the scars in her past, the more beautiful she becomes. She shouldn't have told me about her mother and all, it is making all this so complicated. I can't help but feel guilty each and every second I spend with her.

As I said, things have changed in the last 3 days.

"Wh..what?" She stuttered surprised and not meeting my eyes.

"It's my question for today. What is he to you?" I asked pushing her a little bit. She was contemplating I could see it in her eyes. She twirled the wedding ring in her finger, something which she did very often. Then after few moments, she seemed to decide something as she took a deep breath and looked at the setting sun with determined eyes.

"He's...he is my brother." She said finally and then looked at me. To say I was astonished was an understatement but I knew another story from her past was on my way.