Chapter 45

Mirela was sitting on the sofa in their living room, her mind was a mess with everything which was happening around them. Her heart was hammering against her chest, she just couldn’t forget the way she saw Ahren was bleeding. Even if Ascian wiped his blood, she saw it.

Hearing footsteps from upstairs she looked at the staircase as she saw Ascian was coming with Ahren. Her heartbeat increases with both fear and love. Looking at Ahren, she smiled unintentionally. Like father like son, wearing army green cargo pants with black t-shirt and wearing black ankle boots. His hair was combed back in the same way Ascian combed his hair.

Moving her eyes from him, she looked at Ascian, even though he was wearing all black he had just worn similar clothes to Ahren. She let out a deep sigh and watched their similarities.

“Why did you make him like you?” she asked Ascian with an annoyed tone.

Then he walked towards and smirked, making her heartbeat go wild. Ascian was handso