Book 2: Chapter 4

Malachi’s POV

Ask me why I put my own life in danger shielding her from the incoming truck and I won’t be able to give you an explanation. Ask me why I was able to know she was on heat and go to help her and I will still give the same bland explanation of not knowing.

It happened about three weeks back. I had attended one of her father’s fashion shows and I couldn’t help but notice her.

That day she was putting on a pair of white long sleeve shirts which were neatly tucked into a jean pant. Her natural silver hair was pulled up in a bun. Ask me how I knew her silver hair was natural and I won’t be able to give a befitting answer too. The makeup on her face that day was simple yet elegant, her red lips are still etched in my memory until this very day.

She looked so beautiful that day and I couldn’t get her out of my head and it all became a bit creepy when I could also figure out something’s going on in her head if we were in a close range.

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