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I gaped in distance from the terrace, seeing the sun rising from the twilight, gentle orange and red light falling on my face, refreshing and resolving my nerves, Closing my eyes and casually leaning on the railing I gulped down a swig of the beer, wind rushing through my locks making me sigh in elation, I just stood there for some time with my eyes closed, preparing myself for the day ahead.

Opening my eyes I took one last look at the sun before finishing my beer and getting back inside the building.

I opened Diya's room to see her sleeping peacefully, pillows still adjusted on her sides from yesterday night, I was extra cautious to put them there considering her sleeping habits, her hair sprawled over the bed while she clutched the small pillow in a death grip, snoring softly.

Smiling I went to her bedside, stroking my fingers through her hair making her purr in contentment when her beautiful brown eyes fluttered open, they were shining a lot more recently, a small smile crowning her lips, gently trudging closer she hid her face in my lap, mewling cutely causing me to let out a small chuckle.

"Good morning," I sang and in return got a humming in my lap yet again.

"Come on Diya, wake up, we still need to pack, feed you, drop you and our luggage at the airport and before that you need to see a doctor to make sure that you're okay to travel," I blurted out at once in worry, she lifted her head after some time and grinned at me.

"Okay mom, If I had known getting pregnant will come in a combo with you waking me up gently then I would have tried it way before," sitting on the bed beside me, grinning at me like a Cheshire cat, she didn't notice on what I said at all.

"Well, you getting up or what?" I asked waving away the topic before she gets any hyper about it, nodding and getting off of her bed she walked into the bathroom.

I glanced at the wall clock to see it showing six in the morning, deciding to freshen up as well I left her room to enter mine, sudden flickers flashing into my memory lane, ignoring them I took a shower and dressed up in casuals again.

Once I was ready I strolled into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for both of us, taking out the essentials and getting to work. I was flipping pancakes by the time she came out, her hair tied in a messy bun, her eyes glowed upon noticing pancakes and I sighed relieved inwardly that she liked them otherwise I would've to withstand another weird craving of her.

I placed pancakes on her plate, dripping them with maple syrup and serving blueberries on them.

"I love you, Shana!" She squealed making me raise my eyebrow at her frequent confession of love for me, pregnant Diya is a heavily emotional Diya.

I shook my head at her messy self shoving pancakes into her mouth, turning around to serve her waffles as well, she was about to cry after seeing waffles, God, give me strength to survive her mood swings.

After feeding her I urged her to go and get ready since her doctor was going to be here any minute and after that Cameron was coming to pick her up. While she got ready I hurriedly packed for both of us, there were at least six trolleys of our clothes alone, and then there was my training stuff and other things I wanted to take back with me, there was no reason to come back so I had to take everything in one go.

I changed into all black with black top and black jeans, black leather jacket on top over, combing my hair into a tight ponytail I was about to drag the luggage to the living room when the doorbell chimed, hurriedly sprinting across the apartment I opened the door to see Mrs Yen, Diya's gyno standing there, smiling with a bag in her hand, I offered her a smile back, stepping aside to let her in and closing the door behind us.

She asked me usual things, about her mood swings, cravings and nausea etc, nodding whenever I answered one of her questions, we strolled into the living room to see Diya already waiting for us, offering Mrs Yen a small greeting when she greeted her.

"So how's my baby mama?" Mrs Yen asked her teasingly.

"I'm fine, thanks for asking Mrs Yen,"

"Alright let's see," Mrs Yen precisely checked her up, taking in and questioning if she was experiencing any type of pain or stress. Diya shook her head, her gaze meeting mine and I lowered my head ashamed that she is stuck here with me and her baby is maybe suffering because of it too but it will end today and I was happy about it.

"You didn't drink afterwards right?" Doctor asked again to which she denied once again, she had preferably stopped drinking wine or any other beverages including coffee since she got to know about her pregnancy.

"Good, results are all fine, you can easily travel if you want, you're only six weeks pregnant, but the first trimester is very delicate too, so you've to be very careful while travelling," she explained and we nodded in understanding, I was going to be with her and nothing's going to happen to her under my watch.

"Well, if that's all, then I hope once you return from your trip I'll see you with baby's father," she suggested smiling jokingly, the twinkle pooling in Diya's eyes dropped at once but her smile remained, I cursed under my breath, did she need to talk about baby's father?!

When she was finally out then only I showed my worried expression, gently sitting beside her and enveloping her in a comforting hug.

"Are you okay?"

A tear slipped from her eyes on my jacket, "No, everything's repeating, my baby will suffer just like I did after losing Maa," I felt her shaking in my embrace, her mother was still a very sore spot and she rarely talks about her, it broke my heart to see her fearing for something that most probably won't happen.

I was sure someone would be the luckiest person to have her and her baby, together as a package, and if she doesn't find anyone, hell I'll marry her myself!!

"You'll be a great mother, you'll find someone who'll love you both to the extreme, you'll have me with you all along the way, and I don't think the baby will ever think about his father when Noah will be bickering around him all the damn time!"

She chuckled a little, presumably remembering Doofus, when she was somewhat calm then only I separated from her, wiping tears off of her face. I pouted dramatically at her.

"What?" Her confused voice reached me.

"This is the far most you ever cried Diya, baby don't mess with your mother's emotions, please?" I expressed, gently requesting my godson to give her some relief, by the time I straightened up she was holding in her laugher, which sputtered out as soon as our eyes met.

"It's amusing seeing you requesting something you can't get!!" She burst out laughing suddenly, there isn't even anything funny about this!

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I handed Cameron the last trolley, specifically instructing him to hand those to different people after dividing, rather than carrying them all out himself, for all we know Xavier would have placed bodyguards somewhere to keep eye on me, he nodded his head obediently, both of us waiting for Diya who was taking forever to get ready, finally, she emerged while rummaging her Chanel bag, handing me my apartment keys and getting out.

"I can't find my red lipstick, have you seen it somewhere?" She asked worriedly staring at me, Cameron beside her smiled, diverting his gaze down at the floor, my lips twisted in a thin line, here we are trying to get away undetected and she is worried about her lipstick?

She probably realized that I was in no joking mood and decided to drop the topic, ignoring her throwing tantrums under her breath I turned to Cameron.

"You have to be very careful with her, make sure she doesn't fall anywhere and take her straight to the airport I'll be there shortly," before Cameron could reply to me her panicked voice beat him first.

"Aren't you coming with us?! I'm not going anywhere without y—"

"Stop! Oh my mata! (oh my God!) I just—have something to do before I leave, I promise I'll be there shortly," I stated, cutting her speech off, putting it the best way I can without making her angry or stressed.

"No, I know you'll go to him! I won't allow it!" She yelled, grabbing my hand and trying to drag me out with her. I resisted, gently clasping her shoulders to make her face towards me.

"I swear I won't go to him, just I need to do something, I'll be real quick," she doesn't look impressed at all, instead she had a permanent frown etched on her face when I tried to explain, sighing I placed my pendant in her palm, the one mom gave me on my eighteenth birthday, closing her palm with my pendant in it I started once again.

"I'll be there for sure," she stared at me, her arrogant ruse cracking a little, hesitantly huffing and then replying.

"Gosh! I feel stupid!! But if I got to know that you went to him then I'll murder you! then reincarnate you only to kill you again, understood?"

I nodded my head furiously while grinning at the fact that I actually succeeded in convincing a hormonal Diya without getting vandalized.

I waved them farewell temporarily, closing the door as both of them disappeared across the turn of the hallway, sighing and exhaling the breath I didn't know I was holding until now, placing my back at the door and sliding down until I was sitting on the floor, rubbing my face to calm myself, reluctantly lifting my gaze at my hand, pink jadeite, shining on my ring finger, suffocating me without doing anything.

It was already eight-fifty in the morning, anytime now he'll leave for work, gathering my strength I stood up, grabbing the switchblade that I hid earlier and strapping it on my stomach with the help of garter belt, making sure it was well covered with my jacket before leaving my apartment.

Locking it and shoving the keys in my pocket I used the back entrance to exit the building, finally hailing the cab and giving him the address of my destination. Looking out the window, dark clouds roaming over the city, the chilled wind blowing, it was cold.

I may have been gaping in the distance when the cab driver's voice pulled me out of the trance, I sighed, hurriedly rummaging my pants and handing him a hundred dollar bill, telling him to keep the change as I got out of the cab, the cars ignition and accelerating sound could be heard behind me, while I stared right ahead at the building, my feet firm on the ground while my hands were shivering beside me.

Inhaling deeply I stepped forth, stepping into the entrance of the building, taking in the similar decor with same receptionists behind the desk, recognition flashed on their faces upon noticing me, one of them hurriedly rushing to my assistance, I gave her a tight smile in return to her greetings.

"Can you give me the spare key card for Xavier's penthouse? I forgot to bring mine," I asked smoothly, dodging any type of suspicion that they might have but she didn't even ask why I needed it before easily handing it to me, I thanked them for their help, leaving the reception to enter the elevators.

Elevators opened to his bodyguards, there were very few of them in comparison to what there usually was, the same man who was in charge in absence of Luke was standing there as well, passing the hallway I went to the front door.

"Good morning Ms Rajput," his husky voice reached me and I nodded my head in acknowledgement to his greeting.

Using the key card I opened the front door, feeling his burning stare into the back of my head, I didn't turn to look at him, it was only going to raise his suspicion, once I was inside I closed the door, huffing in relief of not getting asked any question or him trying to call Xavier to inform him, it will ruin my whole plan.

I felt my skin prickling at the silence enveloping the huge penthouse, it was lifeless without anyone in it, my switchblade was digging painfully in my waist, reminding and not letting me forget what I came to do here, gathering my nerves I hastily ascended the stairs, walking straight into his bedroom only to come to an abrupt halt, my eyes wandering in the silent room, his smell still lingering around, I glanced down at my ring finger.

The pink jadeite.

My engagement ring.

My Tracker.

My eyes prickled with usuhed tears when I gazed at the ring on my finger, he gave me the ring so he can find my location all the time, there wasn't anything sentimental about it, I wasn't even disappointed in him at this point, I was angry at myself for thinking that the ring was at least something he chose carefully, that I tried not to take off even if it was just for sham, he completely proved me wrong about him, I was a stupid little girl, with stupid little dreams of having a happy ending but he gave me a reality check, there isn't even one, for anyone.

Stifling my urge to scream and thrash around I softly slipped the ring out of my finger, grazing the carefully cut jadeite on it, smiling mockingly at myself for giving him the upper hand without even notioning about it, every single time he used it to get to me when I was desperately trying to let go.

Placing the ring on his bedside table along with the pendant he gifted me on our engagement I twirled around to get the hell out, forever and ever, I was about to exit his room but my legs wouldn't move, my eyes ambling back to the ring placed on the bedside table, hesitantly staggering back to his bed, I pulled out the drawer to find a small diary, ripping out a paper I wrote what I knew was important for me to move on.

To end this chapter of my life.

I needed closer that we were through, there isn't anything I could have done to save our relationship when there was nothing left to save, I tried everything, I tried asking him for reasons for my assault, he left me hanging, almost raped me, forcefully made me sign the engagement contracts, but I still tried and failed epically.

I was entirely and solely wrong about him.

Resting the paper beside the ring and pendant I finally exited his room, my heart a lot less heavy than before, I was required to do it, he would have tracked us down if I still had it on and I couldn't afford to expose Diya along with me, she needed me more and Xavier, he didn't need me ever, this was all a game to him. It was enough risking with boarding her private her even after we didn't use our passports.

I grabbed a random file from my room, making my way down the stairs and out of his penthouse, the man staring at me denouncingly, smiling his way I extended my hand in his direction while closing the front door, shocking him a little at my sudden gesture, he gently took my hand in his, shaking it and eyeing me for answers.

"You can call me Shana, and you are?" I added before he could interrogate me about anything.

"Leo Johnson, Ms Rajput," he answered.

"It's Shana, anyways I just came to grab a file he asked me to," I waved the file in front of his face, keeping the smile intact on my face before waving him goodbye and getting the hell out of there.

Signing in the small metal box, leaning my head back on the cold elevator wall, ready to leave all of this behind, a genuine smile contoured my face at the thought of meeting mom again, it's been too long, she must be getting out soon enough.

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Walking out of the elevator on the ground floor I handed the file to the reception explaining I found it laying on the ground before taking the back entrance to get out, it opened up in a small alleyway, guarded by huge buildings on both sides, sighing and knowing I had to walk a little to grab a taxi.

Pulling out my phone I started putting my plan in work, calling the number I hadn't called for over a year now, my hands still shaking a little while contemplating whether to call or not, sighing I tapped the call button before I change my mind, same dialling ringtone filling my ears, my hands sweating in anxiousness, the ringing stopped and I knew too well that the call was received, puffing a deep breath I answered.

"Jai Hind sir (long live India, sir,)," I let out as confidently as I can, but the reality was that I was sweating buckets right now, knowing who was on the phone.

"Jai Hind Agent R, what do I owe to have the pleasure of you calling me, I remember your exact words were, " I'm done sir," he replied and I visibly flinched and cringed at once at my silly young and emotional self to say something like this to him.

"I do have something I want sir," I stated before he hangs up on me.

He was silent for a while before his uninterested voice came through, "well, what is it?"

I turned around the alcove to come to another dark road, no one could be seen walking through this alleys but I need to arrive at the main road, "I want a fake identity and low profile somewhere in Australia by tomorrow, can you arrange it for me, sir?" I asked and I heard him huffing, I was scared shitless of him, after all, he was the chief of our segment, I know for sure if I had been there he would have punished me thrice by now, he was hella strict, he doesn't even like it when someone calls him sir twice in a sentence, he wants his information straight as it can get, either you give it to him or he will torture it out of you.

"Nothing comes free, you know that Agent R, don't you?" He stated, taunting like he was sure I was going to back out but I was so not.

"I know, but I also know that you need me, I'll be back in India tomorrow to receive my identity, see you then s—," before I could complete the sentence I was hurled at the front, dropping to my knees when someone kicked the back of my knee, phone slipping through my fingers and landing on the ground with a thud, I turned around to see the identical black hoodie.

"Seriously, Ddeokbokki guy?" I inquired mockingly, picking my phone up to see it still on call, I placed it back on my ear, pointing my finger at the Ddeokbokki guy in a gesture to hold on a second.

"Sir I'll be ther—"

"Agent R?" I heard him questioning confusedly before the phone flew out of my hand yet again when I took a hard hit on my back. I stumbled down on my fours, grumbling at the sudden blow.

"Oh for f*fuck's sake!! Can't you see I'm talking?!" I snarled at both of them only to see more of them walking in the two way out alleyway, blocking both the ways out for me. Ddeokbokki guy crushed my phone under his feet, smirking grimly at me, coming forward and yanking me up by my arm.