PROLOGUE

MYRA

The Boy I loved hates me....

15 years since I told him I loved him.

15 years since everything fell apart.

They say high school is fun. It was.Truly.Apart from the way he looked at me whenever I tried to look at him or the way he avoided me each day even if we belonged to the same class.

He was my first love.I was his classmate.

He was a book to me.I was a chapter to him.

10th grade.Pretty young right?but the heart doesn't know age...nor time.

This isn't one of the books I read.Even if it was then I would be the side character that everyone liked but not loved.

It doesn't take much to forget a guy...does it?

Every time he looks at me my heart does something I was always afraid it would do.

When I saw him there...in front of me,i didn't realize it was him.After all 15 years is a lot right?Now he isn't the man I fell for.He's Destruction. My destruction.

And I hate him.Something I wanted to do for long.

Love isn't something he's capable of anymore.

He used to be.That's what made me love him.The boy who would light up the classroom with jokes is now a man who would destroy anything in his way.

I'm not the same girl anymore either.Not the girl he used to talk to with a smile.Not the girl he used to tease just to annoy me.Not the girl who confessed to him like an idiot just because he asked me what was wrong.

Neither is he the boy who asked me for notes, not because he needed them but because he wanted to talk to me.Or the boy who used to joke around in the class with his friends.He is a man who would do anything to get what he wants.If it was someone else,that's a trait that would attract me but he's....him.That's not who he was or who I wanted him to be.

But I know that was not the story that happened.There's more to it. More than what I want to face.More than what he told me.

They say first Love is the one that you remember forever.I hope that's not true.

RISHI

I knew her.I've always did.

More than she accepts it.

More than she shows anyone or tells them.

More than anyone ever did.

I never hated her. How could I?I hated her mask.I hated the way she portrayed herself, as someone who she isn't.The picture perfect,nice and calm nature she shows isn't real. It's not fake,but it isn't what she is.

I know that isn't her.She knows that too but what she doesn't know is that I saw through her long ago.

I loved her.More than I told her.

More than anyone ever knew.

More than she knew.

But she wasn't what I thought she was.

She's a devil In disguise.A puzzle.A puzzle i'm gonna solve.

She thinks I hated her.I let her.

I've figured her out even before she did.

She thinks I Never liked her.

When all I could ever think about was her.

But times change.People change.

15 years since I saw her.

15 years since I last saw that smile.But something changed about that smile. It's not like how it has always been.

Past tense.Eveything about her is past tense.I can't get myself to feel anything for her.Or that's what i thought.

She told me 15 years ago she loved me but I wasn't sure.Why?I don't know.Maybe because I was an ass?And when I realized I loved her it was too late.

She's a storm.A storm no one would see coming and when they do,it would be too late.Crazy how she matches me perfectly.But people like me aren't meant to fall in love.We are meant to destroy.

No one knew that I loved her back then.Not even her.And I will make sure she never finds out.

My feelings for her are unclear.But what I know for sure is that I can't stand looking at her with another man.

So I propose her an offer.

An offer I know she won't reject.

An offer she won't be able to deny.

An offer she wanted since the very beginning of our story.