CHAPTER Eighty-One

  Juliana's POV

  I stilled with clumsy hands as I stared at them stride inside.

  But instead of embracing him or uttering a word, I looked away. I tilted my neck to the other side with my arms folded.

  I can't bear to look into his eyes, I don't want him to see that I am hurting so badly.

  His eyelid twitches up and I knew that he might have figured out that I am not happy.

  "Can you give us a few minutes?" He asked Liam with his eyes fixed on me.

  "Yeah! Why not," Liam chipped in with a dazzling smile.

  He bowed a bit and walked away.

  "What's wrong?" Ryan turned me around to face him.

  My heart shrinks as the remembrance hits me, the fact still remains that he wants the real me dead.

  What will happen if he finds out that I am the mystery girl?

  Will he still look at me with adoration and love?

  Will I still be his thesaurus?

  And I think that will give those three demons enough reason to tear us apart.