We are not meant to be

Riding silently home Cynthia pursed her lips and looked out of the window she wasn't talking to Jeffrey and he didn't bother bugging her.

Looking vastly different, he gaze wandered around, seeing the water towers, the idols and structures of hereos drawn in one wall or the other she didn't stop crying.

Jeff place an arm on her shoulder trying to console her. "Why did you keep this away for so long?"

"Because I don't want to loose you,I don't want them to take you away from me, I don't want to sleep one night without you",

"Your a freak. you're wicked. hiding me from my parents, what kind of husband are you?"

"I tried my best to protect them",

"Protect what! are you God? look at the danger you put them in, another assassin sent to them as me, what if they were killed by good poison before this day?"

"Driver....... stop........ this car!"